Hammer 17 - Treat by Sean Michael

Author:Sean Michael [Michael, Sean]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Torquere Press
Published: 2013-03-18T05:00:00+00:00

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The doorbell rang and Treat ignored it, letting his mother play hostess for whoever had dropped by to see how Killian was doing. Treat continued to dry the dishes. Very. Slowly. While he appreciated that their family and friends all wanted to give Killian their best wishes and see for themselves that he was really okay, Treat was tired of the constant influx of visitors.

Frankly, he wanted Killian to himself.

And he could tell his lover was about to lose his shit in the biggest way.

Jack came bounding into the kitchen. “There you are! I couldn’t find Killian. Is he okay? Master Oliver said we couldn’t come until now. I brought two casseroles and a stew and two venison pies that can go into the freezer. You look tired. Are you okay? Is Killian?”

Jack took a breath and Treat managed to find a smile for him. “Thank you, Jack. That’s very kind.”

“We’ve been so worried.” Jack put a huge cooler on the counter.

“He’s fine, Jack. I would have called if he wasn’t, truly.” He just wanted everyone out of his house and poor Jack was being a dear, bless him.

He got a huge hug. “I know. I’m glad to see you. Master Oliver is in the living room with Xavier and Marcus and Jim and your mom. You look just like her, did you know that?”

“I’ve heard it before.” God, were there really that many people in the house? “I suppose everyone would like coffee?”

“I bet. I’ll help, though.” Jack headed over to the coffeemaker, started filling the carafe.

“Thank you,” he said quietly. “I’m just going to check on Killian.

He headed for the bedroom where he thought Killian had disappeared to.

Dave was on his way out, lips tight. “Mike’s trying to help him change his dressing. I was just coming to see you.”

Treat hurried. “Is he in pain?”

“He was picking at the stitches and started bleeding.”

Treat was growling by the time he got to their room. He could see Mike and Killian in the en-suite. “Okay, reinforcements are here. Don’t take this personally, but anyone who is not Killian needs to get the hell out of our bedroom, please.”

His father-in-law stared at him. “Treat!”

“I’m sorry, but Killian clearly needs my help and we need a bit of privacy. There are plenty of people in the living room who’d be happy to be regaled by stories of Killian as a child.”

Mike opened his mouth, but David took one arm. “Come on, love. Let’s make sure everyone has snacks.”

Treat nodded. “Thank you, Dad.”

He took a deep breath when the door closed behind Killian’s fathers and went to his lover. “What have you done, love?”

“Nothing. I’m fine.”

“It’s me, Killi.” His lover knew better than to fob him off with a ‘fine’.

“Make them go home? I’m so tired, T. Bone tired. And I need to sleep and be naked in my own house and heal.”

“They’re as good as gone. Do you need me to fix bandages first?”

Killian showed him the lean chest, the stitches red and raw where his lover had been picking.

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