Boocoo Dinky Dau by MariaLisa deMora

Author:MariaLisa deMora
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: gay romance, may december romance, military romance, age gap, military veteran, mc romance
Publisher: MariaLisa deMora

Chapter Nine

Brain

“What do you mean? Boots ain’t here? Where the hell is he?” Brain’s face twisted until he was glaring at Oscar, the focus spiking an ache behind his eyes. He knew he was getting loud, but didn’t care. The whole ride from Texarkana to home—and wasn’t it fucked up to call a communal house “home”—he’d planned out what he’d say to Boots, explain his side of things. All I need is twenty minutes with him. “Man isn’t here, shouldn’t we be on the horn lookin’ for him?”

Oscar’s steady regard ought to have humbled him, but Brain’s anxiety spiked, and a bolt of pain blew through the top of his head, causing him to lean sideways and grip the countertop to keep from staggering. It felt like he’d been asking the same question for hours, from the moment he’d gotten home to find Boots not present and surely not accounted for.

Oscar’s shoulders lifted as he spoke. “He’s taking a few more days. That’s all I know. I didn’t talk to him, Brain. What I got, I got from Kirby, so I’m assuming Boots contacted him directly.”

“A few days? More days?” Iron bands tightened around his chest until he couldn’t pull in a full breath. “Days? As in plural?” Since he’d first come to Mayhan and the club, Brain didn’t think he’d ever gone more than twenty-four hours without Boots being around. He was the definition of a steady Eddie. “What if…” Brain swallowed, the spit somehow turning into a lead ball in his throat, growing larger with every aborted gulp, trying to choke him. “Are there storms tonight?”

Fumbling his phone from his front pocket, he first had it upside down, then turned the wrong direction. Each change in position required more dexterity than his fingers seemed to own, and Brain turned his back on Oscar to hide the way his hands shook. Resting the device on the countertop, he clasped his wrist with his other hand in an attempt to control the sudden onset of tremors worse than anything he’d ever dealt with.

The weather app finally opened, and he tried to breathe out a sigh of relief at the clear forecast, but the weight and pressure on his chest made it come out a keening whine.

Heat and weight in the shape of a hand rested on his shoulder, and he struggled to twitch away, not wanting the pity attention Oscar was trying to give him. It was a futile attempt, because Oscar wouldn’t let him go.

“Few days, huh?” As he flicked to the next day, the little breath he had drawn in oozed out of him at the lightning and clouds depicted. The high double-digit percentage underneath hammered the last nail home in his coffin. Oscar knows about Boots. He told me so. He’s not going to care. “I don’t know if I can do this without him.”

“I can stay with you. Lindy and Chris can come over for dinner. She likes seeing everyone.” Oscar dug into the muscles of Brain’s shoulder as he talked about his wife and son.

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