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"Local guy?" I asked.
"Mhm," Anthony agreed. "Dumber than a box of rocks too." Then he turned into yet another room. "Hey, Doc? J.D.'s here."
"What the hell did you do this time?" Dr. Stephens asked as he came around the corner.
"I'm not playing with his feet until tomorrow," Anthony said before turning around and just walking his big Black ass right back out.
"I'm not giving you narcotics," Dr. Stephens told me.
"Still vaping weed," I assured him. "Works better than your damned pills, too. I actually came for something that isn't exactly sports medicine."
The physician who toured with the PBR looked me over, then waved me in so he could shut the door behind me. "What's going on, J.D.?" he finally asked.
"Well, I'm wondering if we can get STI testing through you. Seems like it's a little hard when we're always on the go."
"Symptoms?" he asked next, turning for a large crate that was still mostly packed.
"No," I groaned. "I kinda met someone."
"This week," he mumbled.
For anyone else, that would've sounded like he was calling me out. This, however, was the one doctor who actually knew us inside and out. The man had been patching me up for years, and I was pretty sure he knew me better than my mama by now.
"Two someones," I clarified.
"That's more like it," he said.
I pulled in a breath. "And all of this is confidential, right?"
"To a point," he admitted. "You signed a release that allows me to inform the press of your general status." He turned back and must've seen the look on my face, because his entire demeanor changed. "Shit, it's confidential," he promised.
"A guy and a girl," I told him. "And kinda another guy. Now, we wanna make this something serious, which means making sure we're all clean first, right?"
"Sounds like a good idea," he agreed.
"But getting those tests?" Then something else dawned on me. "Shit, and Cody's gonna need birth control!"
"And now I know the girl," he informed me.
I just ducked my head, pulled off my hat, and shoved a hand into my hair. "Doc, I'm fuckin' this up, aren't I?"
"Sit down," he ordered, pointing me at a cheap plastic chair in the corner. "J.D., the fact that you're here, talking to a doctor, means you aren't fucking this up. Now, this little meeting has nothing to do with your condition or anything the press needs to know, so how about you lay it out for me?"
While he talked, Dr. Stephens was pulling out an assortment of things. The only part I recognized was the test tube - no, tubes. Everything else was more of his crazy shit that seemed to always make us better. So, while I watched, I started talking.
"I'm bi. Started dating guys when I was like seventeen. Not the kind of shit I can say around here, though, so I've been keeping it on the down-low. Well, then Cody arrived, and I've been mentoring her. But, seems she's good at making things work out, because somehow, we're trying to do this poly thing without anyone knowing, and she's a real good girl, so none of us wanna end up giving her something that'll fuck up her life."
"What are you doing now?" he asked. "And push up your sleeve. All the way up."
I obeyed, shoving my t-shirt sleeve as high as it would go. "Condoms."
"Good man," he told me as he wrapped a strip of latex around my bicep. "The others?"
"Same," I promised, watching him screw a funny little yellow tube to something else. "And the other guy? Well, the guy I wanna fuck? Yeah, hasn't really made it there yet."
"So tell Tanner and whoever this other guy is," he said as he uncovered a needle and lined it up with my vein. "Stick." Then he pushed the tip into my arm, and kept going. "That all four of you need to come in and get your blood drawn. I can get this expedited, which means we might have the results by Sunday."
"This is for STI testing?" I asked.
