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"You sure? I know how bad this has to hurt."
"Yeah, I don't want the strong stuff."
"How about I give you two prescriptions for pain. You decide which one you use. The one you don't, we'll add to the cabinet at the team house for when we do need them. Maybe for Dyson's next basketball injury."
Kasey laughed. Dyson sprained his ankle more times than anyone he knew. "Deal."
"As I said before, change the bandage. Let me know if you notice any unusual swelling, redness, discharge, or smell."
"I've got it, Beau. It's not like I don't see you two or three times a week anyway. You'll be able to check it when we have our meetings."
Beau pursed his lips before blowing out a frustrated breath. "You'd think adults would be easier, but I swear to God you're not. Give me a six-year-old kid scared and screaming any day over you guys."
"We love and appreciate you, Beau." Kasey grinned up at him.
"Yeah, yeah, sure you do." Beau flicked his finger to the side of Kasey's head. "If you cared, you wouldn't get shot."
"It's not like I asked for it." Kasey rubbed his arm as soon as Beau stepped back. "Thanks for worrying about me."
"I'd do it even if it wasn't my job." Beau winked. "Okay, I'm off to find me a glass of wine and a good book to curl up with for the next twenty-four hours. You've got my number if you need me. Don't hesitate to use it." Beau zipped his backpack up and slung it over his shoulder.
"I won't. I plan on a simple dinner with my boyfriend and a good night's sleep."
"How are you going to explain the wound to him?" Beau asked.
Kasey sighed. "Lie. I cut it on a piece of metal or something. I'll make sure to keep the bandage on when he's around." Hopefully, by the time it's fully healed, it wouldn't look like a gunshot wound. He didn't want to think how he'd explain the lying or the wound if Noam figured it out.
"Well, call me if you need me. I'll let myself out." Beau waved.
Kasey leaned back on the couch. "Thanks, Beau."
As he heard the door shut, he reached for his phone, quickly dialing Noam's number.
"Hello?" Noam asked.
"Hey, I'm finally home. You got plans? I'm dying to see you." Kasey wanted nothing more than to curl up with Noam and forget the last four days.
"I'm at the grocery store but will be home in fifteen or so if you want to come over." Noam didn't sound as happy that he was back in town as he'd hoped.
"Sounds good. I'm going to just grab a quick change of clothes and I'll be on my way." Kasey really wanted a shower, but he wanted Noam more.
"Perfect, I'll see you then." Noam hung up without another word.
Kasey tried not to think too much into Noam's clipped conversation. Usually, it was Noam who was saying the 'I missed you' and 'hurry over', but now, it didn't sound like he cared one way or the other.
It was probably just the four days apart. What they had was too perfect for it to end or for there to be problems, at least from his point of view. He wasn't going to let it bother him. Once they were together, things would be just like they had been.
He quickly changed his clothes, combed his hair, and was out the door.
It took just minutes to get to Noam's and as he walked up to the front door, he was smiling ear to ear, excited to see him again.
"Hey, come on in." Noam held the door open for him.
"Hi, I missed you." Kasey turned, kissing Noam softly.
Noam kissed him back for a second before he stepped aside and closed the door. "Have a seat." He gestured to the couch.
Kasey sat down, laughing as Casper jumped up beside him. "Hey, girl, I missed you too." He scratched behind her ears as she settled on his lap. He glanced up at Noam. "It's good to be home. It was so hot down there."
