He’d ached all over when his dad had finally climbed off him in that parking lot, but he was too scared to leave their side so he said he was fine. By the time he’d gotten taken away in the ambulance, he’d concluded how the gunman had been taken out. It was horrible, sad, and so unnecessary.
By the time his dads got to him, it was almost midnight. Furi had kept a close eye on him, and entertained him until they’d arrived. They looked miserable and guilt-ridden. Curtis had been X-rayed, CT-scanned, stitched and splinted all before they got there.
After they finally stopped apologizing, Ruxs told Curtis who the man was that had held him hostage and how he knew him. Told him about catching him at his mom’s and fighting with him before he had them both arrested. Ruxs even explained what type of deal Green had gotten for his mom. Now Ruxs believed that everything was his fault. Curtis tried unsuccessfully to ease their minds but he gave up and eventually let the pain meds do their job, putting him into a peaceful sleep.
But now they must’ve worn off. He thought he may have groaned. It was hard to be sure in his kinda awake state. He tried to move his hand and yelled out at the pain. Oh yeah, fractured wrist.
“Easy there, bad boy.”
Oh my lord. Curtis would know that sexy whisky-dripped baritone anywhere. He’d force open his own eyes now just to see those green eyes looking down at him. He didn’t care if his head exploded into a million pieces. It’d be worth it for this sight.
“Open those beautiful baby blues,” Genesis said in a hushed drawl.
Curtis fought through the fog and the pain and cracked open his eyes. He blinked a few times at the harsh light above his head but he kept on until Genesis’ gorgeous face was in focus. Curtis’ lips parted in a smile. What on earth was he doing there? He believed it was a Monday now. Genesis should be in school.
“Gen. What are you—” Curtis stopped when his voice came out sounding like Clint Eastwood. He coughed, trying to clear his throat. Genesis smiled back at him and picked up a cup of water from his hospital tray. He was so gentle when lifting Curtis’ head, he had to remembering to stop swooning like a fangirl and swallow. Genesis delicately rested his head back on the pillow.
“If you’re trying to ask, what I’m doing here, we have a date remember?” Genesis said in the sexiest voice Curtis had ever heard. Damn. How many voices does this man have?
“Our date isn’t until Friday,” Curtis croaked.
“It is Friday,” Genesis said with a serious expression.
Curtis bolted upright. “What?” he yelled, wincing at the pain that stupid move caused.
Genesis put his hand on his chest, gently pushing him back down, trying to contain his deep laughter. “Sorry. Bad joke to play on a concussion patient.”
Curtis rolled his eyes. “You’re an ass, Gen.”
Genesis picked up Curtis’ uninjured hand and kissed his palm like he’d done before. It was such an enchanting gesture. “I like it when you call me Gen.”
Curtis still pouted at Genesis’ teasing.
“If I kiss you, will you forgive my terrible joke?”
“Yes,” Curtis said so fast his face flushed with embarrassment. Obviously he wasn’t too upset.
Genesis chuckled. That beautiful mouth of his turning up in the corners. Genesis lowered his huge body to Curtis, careful not to press down on him – but oh how he wanted all those muscles to smother him – and pressed a sweet kiss to his mouth. Curtis craned his neck up when Genesis made a move to end the kiss. Genesis laughed in his mouth and Curtis thought that was the most amazing feeling ever. He smiled back against plush lips and quickly darted his tongue to taste the man that had been the source of many a wet dream.
Although Genesis didn’t deepen their kiss or steal his own taste, he did lick his own lips, taking the taste of Curtis off his lips and into his mouth. With their lips still barely touching, Genesis murmured, “You are a little bad boy, aren’t you?” Genesis brought his hand up and brushed a lock of hair behind Curtis’ ear. “A very pretty bad boy.” Genesis gave him another soft kiss, and Curtis swore he was in heaven.
“You said we’re supposed to be good. You have to stop touching me like that.” Curtis panted.
“I don’t know how,” Genesis whispered almost painfully. Leaning back in and kissing Curtis again.
“Well, like brother like brother, huh?” Day’s sarcastic voice killed their moment as he sauntered into the room without knocking. “Better pull back, Casanova, ‘my two dads’ are right behind me.”
Genesis was off the bed just in time for Ruxs, Green, and God to come into the room. Curtis knew he still looked flushed and he’d crossed his legs to hide his very stiff erection. Daggone. Will me and Gen ever have some privacy? Day was laughing as Ruxs and Green stared back and forth between a nervous Genesis and a horny Curtis.