Mill Creek Menage 1-3: BBW Menage Romance Box Set by Marie Carnay

Mill Creek Menage 1-3: BBW Menage Romance Box Set by Marie Carnay

Author:Marie Carnay
Language: eng
Format: mobi, azw3, epub
Published: 2015-09-01T23:00:00+00:00


The doctor’s shoes clacked across the linoleum as Rich and Dave stood up to meet him. Angie’d been unconscious the entire ride over in the ambulance. Steady pulse, breathing shallow, but constant. She just wouldn’t wake up.

As soon as they’d pulled into the hospital, she’d been whisked away through double doors and all they could do was wait. Rich had paced the entire first floor of the hospital—counting out checkerboard tiles down the hall and weaving zig-zag patterns with his feet.

Dave had hit the coffee vending machine and drunk black sludge until he jittered like a strung-out junkie. And still nothing. By the time the doctor found them, Rich was ready to explode.

He ground his teeth together as the man held out his hand. “I’m Doctor Mathews. You must be Mr. Kelley.” He shook Rich’s hand and turned to Dave. “Mr. Carter. Nice to meet you.”

The doctor stepped back and Rich gave him the once over. Black rimmed glasses masked dark circles under his eyes and his white coat covered scrubs he’d probably worn all night. On any other day, Rich would have cut him some slack. But not now. Not when he didn’t know if Angie’d ever wake up.

Rich swallowed. “Tell me she’ll be okay.”

“Ms. Williams has been through quite an ordeal.”

Rich’s jaw ticked. “I’m aware of that. I pulled her out of the debris.”

The doctor offered one of those polite, bland smiles and Rich balled his hand into a fist.

“She’s suffered a few minor lacerations, smoke inhalation and possible a concussion.”

Dave piped up. “But she’ll be okay?”

The doctor nodded. “Yes. She should make a full recovery.”

“Can we see her?”

“You may. But she needs to rest, so don’t agitate her.”

“Thank you.” Rich exhaled and the tension that had knotted him up all night eased. She’ll be okay. He shook the doctor’s hand again and waited until the man strode down the hall and out of earshot. “Thank God. She’ll be okay.”

“I know.” Dave leaned against the hallway wall and closed his eyes. The stress and toll of the last twenty-four hours had hit him, too. His blond hair stuck up in tufts from running his hands through it all night. His clothes were wrinkled and sloppy from pacing the waiting room and trying to doze in a vinyl-covered chair.

Rich knew he had to look the same. Worse. But none of it mattered. Angie survived. They’d pulled her out of the cinders and ash and she’d be okay. He found a spot on the wall next to Dave and sagged against the white plaster.

The fire had stirred up a whole host of needs and wants that Rich had tried to bury. Forget. Emotions weren’t his thing. After Monica, he’d pretty much shut them all off. But Angie’d opened the floodgates. She’d broken right through and turned him on in every way. No shutting off. Not now.

With a deep breath, he opened his eyes and turned to Dave. “I don’t want to go back.”

“To what?”

“What it was like before. When we tried to pretend we were like everyone else.



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