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They say their goodbyes, and start to exit the room. And then Robbie turns back to us. “Hey, how about we help you out a bit? Keep the riff raff away while you two…get on with things?” He gives a little gesture with his hand as though encouraging us to go ahead and get naked.
“What the fuck are you thinking of doing?” I ask, completely baffled by his suggestion. How on earth could they help Tom and me have sex?
“We’re going to stand guard,” he says with a shrug. Then he starts directing our teammates as though it’s the middle of a game and he’s positioning everyone for a penalty. “Viz, you keep watch from the left. Davey you keep watch from the right,” he instructs. “I’ll be the final hurdle anyone will have to get through—I’ll tackle them to the ground rugby-style if I have to. I played back in school, I can handle it.”?He claps his hands together and the other two nod like good little soldiers. They walk out the door, and I just stare after them with a slack jaw.?
I exchange an astonished look with Tom, and then finally we both seem to come to our senses.
“Robbie! Get the fuck back in here!” Tom growls.
Robbie sticks his head back in the room. “Yeah?”
“The three of you—get the fuck out!” Tom demands.
“But—”
“Out! Go home. Don’t think I won’t deck you just ‘cause one of my legs is fucked up.”
Robbie’s brows shoot up and he glances at me. I just shrug. “Better listen to him.”
Robbie holds his hands up. “Fine. I was just trying to help, but whatever.”
I give a wry shake of my head, breathing a sigh of relief as Robbie, Viz, and Davey say proper goodbyes this time. I follow them out of the room and watch as they make their way to the elevator—just to be sure.
“Well that was a mood-killer,” Tom grumbles when I return to his bedside.
I smile at him. “Probably just as well. How would we explain the cum stain on the sheets to Josie?”
“I wasn’t planning on explaining anything,” Tom says with a shrug.
“Um—”
I spin around at the interruption, finding a furiously blushing Josie brandishing a roll of plastic wrap. “You wanted this for Tom’s leg…”
I offer her an apologetic smile. “Right. Thanks.”
She helps me to wrap Tom’s leg, then leaves us to it.
After a few really clumsy attempts on day one, when Tom was still really groggy, I’ve gotten pretty good at helping him to climb out of bed and hobble the short distance to the bathroom, so it doesn’t take us long to get to the shower.
“Your balance is getting way better,” I comment. “You’ll be able to get around without my help once we get home and you’ve got some crutches.”
“I like having your help,” he murmurs, brushing a kiss to my hair.
I smile. “Well, I’ll still help you with the important stuff. Like showering. I’ll help you with that even when you’re back to full fitness.”
“I like that idea.”
Tom lets go of me and clutches the shower bar so I can remove his hospital robe. Then I strip down as well and turn on the water, waiting until the temperature is perfect before adjusting the shower head so water sluices over Tom’s body.
He lets out a delicious groan as the hot water hits him. “Fuck, that feels incredible.”
“I bet.”
I grab the shower kit I’ve been using for the past few days and dig out some body wash, using it to scrub down Tom’s entire body, just as I promised.
“Here, sit down so I can wash your hair,” I tell him, tugging the plastic chair from the corner of the large shower.
“Or you could just ride my dick?” he suggests, fixing me with a heated look as settles into the chair.
