Broken Wings by Bethany Brown

Author:Bethany Brown [Kane, Bethany Brown and Ashlyn]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Dreamspinner Press

PATRICK looked down at the sleeping head in his lap and smiled. Brad’s parents had finally called. They were going to be arriving the next day and—from what Patrick had heard of the conversation—Brad’s brother was going to be with them. The moment he had hung up with them, Brad had fallen into an exhausted sleep in Patrick’s lap.

Patrick could still see dark circles under his lover’s eyes. He was hoping that Brad would rest easier now that he had heard from his parents. Brad murmured in his sleep and shifted slightly, prompting Patrick to tuck a blanket around his shoulders. Patrick was hoping that Brad wouldn’t shift right off the couch.

Brad had wanted to spend the day in bed—which Patrick had been willing to do—but that hadn’t happened. Patrick had tugged Brad into his arms, only to have his suddenly restless lover elbow him in the stomach. They had ended up on the couch watching movies. Now that Brad was sleeping again, Patrick didn’t want to wake him. Unfortunately, Brad was using him as a pillow and he was starting to lose feeling in his legs. That was when someone knocked on the door.

“Of course someone would pick now to knock on the door,” Patrick muttered. He slowly and carefully lifted Brad’s head out of his lap. Hoping that his numb legs would support his weight, Patrick slowly got to his feet before placing a pillow under Brad’s head. Brad gave an unhappy-sounding murmur, but didn’t wake. Patrick bit back a groan as he straightened. His legs weren’t happy with him.

The knock on the door sounded again. Thankfully, the knocking was nowhere near as loud and annoying as Dwight’s knocking had been. “I’m coming,” Patrick muttered. “Stop with the damn knocking.” Patrick reached the door and pulled it open. Standing on the front porch was a rather dumbstruck-looking Julian. “Hey, Ace.”

“Patrick?” Julian blinked at him. “What are you doing here?”

“Come inside. You’re letting the cold air in.” Patrick moved to one side to let Julian into the house. When Julian continued to stare at him in surprise, Patrick reached out and grabbed his arm, forcibly pulling him into the house. He closed the door behind Julian as his friend automatically began removing his coat. “Here, I’ll take that for you.”

“Thanks,” Julian replied. He handed Patrick his coat and slipped off his shoes before his control snapped. “What are you doing here!?”

“Shh! You’ll wake Brad.” Patrick grabbed Julian by the elbow and propelled him into the kitchen. He took a moment to glance at his sleeping lover before he closed the pocket door that led to the kitchen. A smack to the back of the head knocked him slightly off balance as he turned around. “Ow! What the fuck, Ace?”

“What are you doing here? Brad’s grandmother just died. He doesn’t need this.”

“I know his grandmother died. He called me. And what exactly doesn’t he need, Julian?”

“He doesn’t need you coming here and tearing his heart out all over again! It hurt him enough the first time!” Julian stepped forward and poked him in the chest.

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