The Brynthwaite Boys by Merry Farmer

Author:Merry Farmer [Farmer, Merry]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2018-12-17T22:00:00+00:00

EPISODE SEVEN - A RETURN TO (SOMEWHAT) NORMAL

Jason

He was an embarrassment, plain and simple. The face that stared back from the mirror at Jason as he shaved three days after returning home to Brynthwaite was ghastly and sunken. He’d had no idea a man could lose so much weight in just a few weeks. The dark circles under his eyes were still there, although he’d finally been able to sleep, now that he was in his own bed with Flossie beside him.

He’d been able to do other things too, though not very well. The moment he’d felt even passingly comfortable again, his old problem had returned, though how on earth his cock managed to get hard when the rest of him continued to feel like he’d been savaged by a pack of wild hyenas was a mystery to him. Flossie hadn’t complained when he’d taken her in his arms the night before, but she should have. He was rubbish at pleasure, just like he was rubbish at everything else.

“Are you planning to take all day in there?” Flossie called from the main room of their suite. She sounded rushed and impatient.

Jason blinked, realizing he’d been staring at himself instead of finishing shaving. “I’ll be just a minute.”

Flossie evidently didn’t have time to wait. She burst through the door and nudged Jason away from the sink as she reached for the tooth powder and her toothbrush. “You didn’t forget how to shave, did you?” she teased him.

She was teasing. Jason could see the sparkle in her eyes, the glow that said she was as happy to have him home as he was to be there. But where she was visibly pleased with the world and everything in it—including him, by some miracle—his relief at being home was tinged by melancholy.

“I might as well have forgotten, considering the hash I’m making of it,” he said, making the last stroke, then rinsing his razor in the same flow of water from the tap Flossie was using to brush her teeth. He edged her out of the way so he could splash water on his face, then toweled dry.

Flossie finished brushing, spit, and rinsed, then said, “You’ve done a fine job. You didn’t cut yourself once.” She punctuated her comment by kissing his smooth cheek.

Jason’s heart lifted and fell at the same time. She was so happy, so light, and he felt like a ton of bricks with an elephant sitting on it.

She turned him to face her, straightened his waistcoat, then buttoned his jacket. “I have half a mind to take these in a bit,” she said, fussing with his clothes more than usual. “But rather than do that, I intend to feed you up until everything fits again.”

Jason let out a deep sigh. “I’m sorry for all this,” he said, fully aware of how morose he sounded. “You have enough on your plate without dealing with a madman.”

She pinched her lips together and scolded him with a look. “You’re not mad, Jason. You were just unwell for a time.

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