Page 318 of Sticks and Stones
Well, that made him angsty.
Oh, and bitchy.
There had to be a way, and when he figured it out, he was going to do it.
He just needed to think this through. He was a grown-ass man, and he was being treated like a child. Oh, and once he got out of that bed, there was going to be all kinds of hell to raise.
Samuel Trudeaux LaRue could be goddamn sure of that. He wasn’t amused by this, and they were going to have words.
Harsh.
Words.
Oh, he wasn’t going to be restrained to a bed for wanting to help his daughter. The fact that the nurses found it amusing that he was in the murder mittens, the mittens they’d put on his hands so he couldn’t undo the bindings—annoyed him.
It was a freaking gallbladder, not his heart.
Hell!
It was like the appendix—another useless organ. If you could get shot in it, and live, you didn’t need it.
That was his motto.
When he heard whistling, he knew who it was. That’s when he grinned.
“Oh, well, let’s play, Samuel,” he muttered. Already, Charlie knew the way out.
His son.
As Tony came into the room, he was carrying a bunch of flowers. The second he saw Charlie, he smiled.
“Hey! Dad!” he said.
Charlie grinned like a lunatic.
“Hey, Son. I’d hug you, but they restrained me when I was having an issue with the meds. I had a bad reaction,” he offered.
Tony checked out his wrists.
“Do they hurt?” he asked.
Charlie nodded.
“Yeah, but I don’t blame them. I’m bad with anesthesia. I wake up confused. They said they’d take them off of me when they came back in, but there must have been an emergency—which sucks, because I have to take a leak.”
Tony sympathized.
“Yeah, Sam said you were getting crazy. I’m glad you’re good now,” he said. “Do you want me to loosen them up?” he asked.
Charlie had a better idea.
“I really have to pee,” he said. “Can you just take them off, so I don’t piss this bed? Next, they’ll have me in a diaper, and Elizabeth will be busting my ass.”
Tony laughed.
“She’s too busy to bust your ass right now, but I get what you’re saying. She’ll ride tail if Sam tells her you pissed the bed,” he admitted.
He played along.
