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the doctor. “It’s fine Logan, me and Mr. Angeles go way back, I promise I will keep an eye on him.”
    “I’m sure you will Ryan. Goodbye Nico, take care of yourself please. I don’t want to have to patch you up again. Ryan, Nico has bruised but not broken ribs, but still he needs to rest and let them heal. He’ll need these too.” I’m handed a box with some strong painkillers inside.
    We both watch the doc walk towards the doors and back through to the ER department. I notice Nico tense up then wince at the pain.
    “Come on Nic, let’s go.” I reach to put my arm on his back to guide him out but he stops and looks hard at me.
    “D’you know you are the only person to ever shorten my name?” He looks up at me, clearly surprised.
    “Really? Oh okay, I’m sorry I’ll call you Nico from now on.” I feel my face heat as a blush appears.
    “No, it’s okay. I like it. I was just surprised after ten years that you would still call me that.”
    “Come on we can’t stand here all night let’s go and get your gear.” We head out to the front of the hospital. “I suppose we’d better find a cab, I don’t think you’re up to walking far.”
    “We, as in you and me?” He gestures between us. “We don’t need to do anything. I, as in me, on my own am going to walk to the Marriott and sleep the day away. You Ryan, don’t need to do anything.”
    “Oh for fucks sake Nico, you have had a serious beating, you need someone to help you. Plus we haven’t seen each other for ten years, stop being an ass and do as you’re told.” I’m itching to touch him again, I want to brush the dark hair from his face, to feel it slide softly through my fingers.
    A cab is driving up the road so I put my hand up and it stops. After opening the door I look over at him and watch him sigh.
    “Fine, but just for today, I’m going back to the hotel tomorrow.” He very gingerly bends and sits down on the back seat. I jog round the back of the cab and get in on the opposite side.
    I give my address to the driver and see Nico’s eyebrows rise as he takes in where I live.
    “What? What are you looking at me like that for?” I know why, I live in the expensive end of town. I actually live in one of the few gated streets in town.
    “Nice address, whatcha do, win the lottery?” He smirks
    “No, nothing as exciting as that, sorry. I came into some inheritance and decided to invest it in property.” I don’t want to elaborate about just how much I came into because it always raises the question as to why I still work. I don’t think the people in this town would understand just how much I hated receiving this money, and it’s not a topic of conversation I’m ever likely to divulge with them.
    “Oh I’m sorry.” He looks apologetic so I just shrug.
    “No worries, you weren’t to know.” I watch him turn to look out of the window making the rest of the drive a silent one.
    The cab pulls up at the house and I quickly pay him. “Wait there Nico, I’ll help you out.” Jumping out to get to the door before he does, I see his eyes tighten and his body flinch as he twists to get out. “Come on Nic let me help you.” As I look down at him I see the acceptance in his eyes rather than waiting for him to speak.
    After helping him out I put my arm around his waist. I feel him lean into me, the solid muscles along with the warmth of his body makes my heart jump again.
    “Come on babe, let’s get indoors.” The door swings open allowing me to lead him straight to the living room and more specifically the large sofa. Letting him lower himself down slowly trying to get comfortable, I step back and finally get a proper look at him. Fuck, even with the bruises he is beautiful, I can feel my hands clenching, forming into fists to stop me from reaching out to him again. I want to caress every contour; I want to explore every plane with my fingertips and with my tongue, to reacquaint myself with his long lost but never forgotten