Not Even A Mouse by MariaLisa deMora

Author:MariaLisa deMora
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: romance, queer, single dad, motorcycle club, lgbtq

Going home

Andy

He woke with a jerk, yanked out of a bloody nightmare with welcome pressure from a now-familiar hand on his shoulder. Blinking up blearily, he stared at the face hovering over him. Myron. Beautiful, kissable Myron. Reaching up, he wrapped his hand around the back of Myron’s neck and tugged him down. When their lips met in a soft caress, the spark he anticipated leapt between them, heat flaring in his groin at the rough slide of whiskers on his skin. “Babe,” he whispered, releasing his hold and moving to sit upright. He’d been dozing sprawled out across three chairs, Myron’s bundled leather jacket his pillow.

Myron’s eyes warmed, and the corners of his lips tipped up. “Doc’s here, says he’s got good news.” Andy peered around him to see the surgeon standing near the doorway, phone in hand, studiously not looking their direction.

“I’m up,” he said, pushing to his feet and listing sideways until Myron’s hand cupped his elbow, steadying Andy. Like he’s done since he got here. That was three days ago. Endless days filled with brief visits to Talya’s bedside, vats of bad coffee, and a bellyful of fear. If it hadn’t been for Myron’s friends, they would have starved. They because Myron hadn’t left the hospital, either, staying by Andy’s side through everything. Even when the bleeding started again that first night, Myron hadn’t panicked, just punched the button to call a nurse and ripped the door open, shouting for help while Andy cradled Talya in his arms.

A second round in the surgical suite meant Talya had spent another two days in ICU. She had finally been cleared to be put into a regular room last night, but none were available. That meant she was still parked in ICU, and they were out here except for fifteen minutes every two hours.

“I’m releasing Natalya.”

Andy blinked. “What?” Myron’s fingers squeezed his elbow, and he leaned sideways, resting his shoulder against Myron’s solid frame. My rock. “Releasing, like to go home?”

“Yes, she’s recovering nicely and with healing well underway, I think the calmer environment at home would be more beneficial now. I’ll write the orders now, and you’ll be ready to head out in about an hour.”

“I’m going to…she’s coming home? Really?” A thousand thoughts ran through his mind, but all he could think of was this same surgeon telling him the same thing just over a week ago. “She can go home now, Mr. Kasmouski. Just convince her to take it easy. She seems like a handful.” Patent lies, because look where they were right now. She nearly died. Andy’s throat tightened with fear, muting his hundreds of questions.

“She’ll need someone with her, of course, and you’ll want to follow-up with her regular pediatrician on Monday.” Andy stared, mouth still stubbornly sealed shut. “She’s healing well, and home is the best place for her, Mr. Kasmouski.” The surgeon flashed a smile and turned, walking out of sight down the hallway.

“It’s a good thing.” Myron’s voice rumbled in his ear, and Andy twisted his neck, meeting his gaze.

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