Raven's Rest by Stephen Osborne

Author:Stephen Osborne [Osborne, Stephen]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: gay romance
ISBN: 978-1-63477-701-8
Publisher: Dreamspinner Press
Published: 2016-09-23T04:00:00+00:00

WE WERE up in Trey’s room. He was in his bed, looking miserable. We’d spent the last few hours at the hospital in Dixon as they saw to his nose, which the doctor informed us didn’t need to be reset and would heal in time. Trey now had, however, a swollen nose, a cut on his chin, and two black eyes to accompany the scratches on his face.

They’d given him some pills for the pain, and he looked like he was barely awake as he forced a smile my way. “I almost had him, you know. Another couple of seconds, and he’d have been toast.”

“Yeah,” I said, grinning. “You’re my knight in bruised and bleeding armor.”

“What did Erin say? I missed all the fun of her hauling your jerk of an ex away, you know, with me lying there bleeding and everything.”

“Deputy Hughes said he’ll spend the night in jail at least. They’re charging him with aggravated assault and several other things, I think even resisting arrest. She told me to get a restraining order as soon as possible.”

“Can’t they just shoot him and be done with it?”

“She thought that might be going too far.” I was sitting on the edge of his bed, watching as his eyelids struggled to stay open. Even with bandages all over his face, I thought he was gorgeous. I stroked his forehead, as that was about the only unscathed spot. “You poor thing.”

“Hey,” he said groggily, “I’m a badass. Badasses don’t require sympathy. We revel in our badassery.”

“Well, now you’ve met Kevin.”

“Yeah. And why were you with him for so long? Explain that to me. Because from where I’m sitting, he’s not worth spitting at.” Trey frowned. “Maybe that’s what I should have done. Spit on him. Much better than fisticuffs.”

“I wish I knew,” I said, and then I kissed Trey’s forehead. “I’d better go. You need to sleep.”

“No, I’m good,” he said, the words barely audible. “I….”

“You’re almost asleep already.”

“Yeah, you’re right. Call me when you get up, okay?”

“You bet.” I kissed him on the lips this time, although gently due to my own damaged face. I felt a little guilty. I came away with a cut lip, while Trey—basically an innocent bystander—had the crap beat out of him.

I crept downstairs to find several people in the foyer. Aunt Janet and Gloria Ramsey were there, with worried looks on their faces, listening to Deputy Erin Hughes, who was filling them in on the details. They all turned to me as I approached.

“How is he?” Gloria asked, a hand on her heart.

“Sleeping,” I replied. “He insists he was just about to open up a can of whoop-ass on Kevin, and that if Deputy Hughes hadn’t arrived when she did, Kevin would be in pieces by now.”

“That’s my son, the little asshole.” She shook her head angrily. “If I get my hands on that guy, he’ll wish he’d never stepped foot in this town.” Flashing a guilty look at Erin Hughes, she added, “I’m just venting.

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