Abby's Two Warriors [Wounded Warriors 2] (Siren Publishing Ménage Everlasting) by Marla Monroe

Author:Marla Monroe
Language: eng
Format: mobi
Tags: Romance
Published: 2015-05-04T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter Eleven

“You ready to move out, man?” Lucifer, his therapist asked as he slowly made his way through the bars on his new “legs.”

They were basic, no frills appendages that allowed him to stand upright and walk using a walker or between the bars at the gym. The harness holding him upright pissed him off, but the bastard in charge of his therapy insisted it helped him relearn his balance and posture so he didn’t compensate and mess up his back and stride.

“Yeah, whatever it takes to get out of this hellhole.” Kermit had to work to play the part of a recovering patient. He didn’t much care one way or another as long as he got out of the hospital.

“Pretty much what all of you say when you’re still fighting the changes,” Lucifer told him.

Kermit stopped and looked over at the man. “What in the hell does that mean?”

“It means that you haven’t fully made the decision to live yet, Marine.” Clark, Rex’s copartner in their three-way relationship, stood a few yards away watching him.

“What the hell do you know about it?” Kermit asked, barely able to keep from being a complete asshole.

“Well, I watched Rex go through the same thing. So I think I’m a pretty good expert on the subject. No worries, though. You’ll come around. You’ve got a friend that’s willing to do anything to help you there. One day you may actually appreciate what he’s gone through and giving up for you.” Clark walked closer to the bars and for the first time, Kermit noticed the dog.

“What’s a dog doing in the gym?” he asked instead of commenting on Clark’s observation.

“This isn’t any dog,” Clark told him. “He’s a therapy dog. I’m going to start classes with my dog next week.”

“Classes? Like obedience classes?” Kermit asked. “Why?”

“He’s specifically for PTSD. I just brought him to show some of the guys and I was hoping to catch Heath to show him,” Clark told him.

“How do they help with PTSD? I don’t get it,” Kermit said shifting in the harness.

“Let Kermit finish walking to the end and then we’ll get him out of the harness,” the therapist told Clark.

Kermit threw the therapist from hell a nasty look. The man was seriously pissing him off. He pushed too hard and talked too much.

Clark nodded and walked with the dog over to some of the other vets to show them the dog. Kermit concentrated on aligning his body and keeping his abdomen tight so he could control where he moved as he walked. It was a hell of a lot harder than he’d thought it would be after watching some of the videos of others using them.

Once he’d finally reached the end of the walking bars, Lucifer the terrible pushed the walker toward him and waited as Kermit adjusted his body to using it to walk back to the chairs to sit down.

“You’re doing a lot better than I expected,” Lucifer told him with a smile. “After you shower, we’re going to put them back on.

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