The Wounded Warrior by BA Tortuga

Author:BA Tortuga [Tortuga, BA]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Erotic Romance Fiction
Publisher: Totally Entwined Group Ltd
Published: 2017-05-15T00:00:00+00:00

You’re burning the wienies!

Only Momma’s

Protect yours

she wants you to make her arepas

I can do that. When?

I’ll ask her. Any days off-limits?

I’m busy Wednesday night

okay

There was a crash and a shout, and Luke whipped his head around to see the ladder Matty had been using on the ground. He dropped his phone into his lap and frantically worked the wheels of his chair. “Matt? Matty!”

“Luke!” Matt’s legs were dangling from the roof. “Luke, please!”

“Hang on, Matt.” He rolled right up to the end of the ladder and popped it up off the ground, gritting his teeth. He muscled it up into place next to Matt, then rolled and locked his brakes to brace it. “Go. Six inches left.”

“Matty? Oh my God! Abraham!”

“I got this, Momma. Listen to what I said. Six inches left.”

“On it.” Matty scooted over, leg searching for the ladder.

“There. Come on. Two inches up and you’ll hit the rung. I got the end. It’s not going over again.”

“Uh. Uh-huh.” Matt finally got one foot on the rung.

“There you go,” he barked orders like he would to a recruit at training. “Shift your hips left and test your weight on the ladder.”

“Right. Don’t let go, Luke.”

“Never going to happen.” He would get Matt to the ground if it took every bit of his energy and strength. “I got you, bro. Always.”

Matt panted, his muscles quaking visibly. Then he got that foot firmly planted and was able to stand on the ladder and rest a moment, whooping for air.

“Oh, lord. Come down, Matty. Please, baby.” Momma was holding onto a dish towel, wringing it between her hands.

Preacher stood nearby, ready to help, but he didn’t try to step in. He trusted Luke, and that made him feel like he could climb that ladder and carry Matt down if he had to.

“Coming, Momma. I just needed a little help.” Matt’s legs were trembling like all get out, but he made it down.

Luke moved back gently after he unlocked his brakes, and for a moment, Matt slumped right on his lap.

Then Matty laughed and climbed to his feet. “That was close.”

“Yeah.” Too close. Jesus. “Can you save your hot dogs, Momma?”

“Oh!” She hurried to the grill, using her towel to grab the tongs and pull off the hot dogs. “Perfect!”

Matt grabbed his arm, squeezed. “Thanks, Lulu. You saved my bacon.”

“I did.” He laughed, but now that it was over he was shaky as hell. “Damn. Don’t do that.”

“Yes.” Matt winked at him.

“Shit.” He grabbed his phone.

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