Velvet Glove Volume Iii by Sean Michael

Author:Sean Michael [Michael, Sean]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: General Fiction
ISBN: 9781603703994
Publisher: Torquere Press
Published: 2008-05-31T14:00:00+00:00

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It was another week before he got the call. Dent had been rescued and would arrive within the hour.

Finally.

Lutrell had spent the first few days preparing, making sure his rooms were stocked with anything they could possibly need. He’d spent the last few fretting, worrying. What if Dent couldn’t be reached? What if Dent refused to stay with him? What if Dent recovered but never wanted to see him again? What if he couldn’t help Dent because of the kinds of torture Dent had been subjected to?

The thoughts went round and round his head, chasing each other and driving him crazy.

At last he could put all that behind him and focus on what was actually needed. He turned the temperature monitor up, knowing that Dent liked it a little warmer than he did. He made sure there were soft, warm blankets everywhere, along with pillows and bottles of water. He placed all the sharp kitchen implements in a locked drawer and his bladed medical instruments in a locked panel in the playroom.

Then, he sat and closed his eyes, making himself breathe slowly and calmly as he waited.

Doctor Trip’s little sub commed him, the soft voice unmistakable. “Sir? Trip says your patient is here. He has been heavily sedated and is on IV fluids and antibiotics. Are you equipped for that?”

“Yes, I am. Just make sure the details are on his chart. I am a fully licensed surgeon.” He took another breath, his heart trip-hammering. “Have any of his injuries been attended to?”

Trip came on the comm. “It looks as if triage bandaged his open wounds, Lutrell, and that’s about it.”

“All right. I should be able to handle everything else. I will comm you if I need help.

Send him up.”

He knew Dent would be delivered on an adjustable stretcher, and so he would do his work in the back room, not wanting to have Dent associate his playroom with actual surgery and doctoring as opposed to the sexual variety.

He got out his bag and set up his instruments, making sure his suturing and burn kits were complete and easily accessible. Of course, those were just the injuries he knew to expect. Then, he went to the door, anxious for Dent to just be here already.

Dent was rolled in, mummy-wrapped on the stretcher, Mal and Trip pushing him, Ghost, Trip’s companion, carrying bags.

Lutrell felt a calm come over him. Dent was here. He was home. And now Lutrell could get to work, could do something.

“Bring him to the back room,” he directed.

“Do you have everything you need, Lutrell?” They rolled Dent back down the hall, careful not to knock the stretcher against the walls.

He followed them, eager to unwrap Dent, to begin. “I believe so. I will comm you if I need anything. Has he woken at all? Said anything?”

Mal’s pale eyes met his. “He asked for you.”

“Oh.” He nodded, head going up. Yes. Dent knew what he needed, was desperate enough to ask for it. “Excellent. That is a very good sign.

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