Page 95 of Wanted
But just as he tried to steal another kiss, Knox pulled away with a shy smile. “I need a shower. It’s been a bit long.”
Right.
Liv’s hands left Knox’s buttocks, and he winked. “Men, right? Always trying to get in your pants. Let’s get you clean.”
Knox gave him one more kiss and got up. “I have an injured shoulder, not broken legs.”
Liv snorted, following him right away. “If you think you’re getting rid of Nurse Liver, you have another thing coming,” he said and pulled off his top.
The way Knox’s gaze settled on his pecs was something he’d forever keep in his spank bank. He flexed them for good measure, andlovedthe face Knox made when he realized he’d been caught staring.
“Okay, Mr. Nurse can come if that’s all he’s wearing.”
Knox tried to then remove his T-shirt, but it was a struggle, so Liv helped him out, revealing the bruised, partially bandaged torso. Seeing it from up close made Liv shudder as the moment the bullet entered Knox’s body flashed through his mind in a never-ending carousel of horrors. His stomach tightened. His face burned. But he couldn’t make this about himself and shook off the unwanted memory, putting on a smile.
Right now, Knox was here with him. Safe but in need of attention and care. Liv could feel sorry for himself at a later date.
“I’ll wear even less. Just for you,” Liv whispered and grabbed the zipper of Knox’s pants before lowering it while his gaze locked on Knox’s.
Knox licked his lips. “If I knew this was the treatment I’d get, I’d have gotten shot way back.” He toed off his shoes and stepped out of the fallen jeans.
The shower was tiny, but Liv figured they could keep the stall open and deal with any spillage later. Problem was, there was noway they could both fit in there, so Liv lost his pants and got in first.
“Get ready, I’ll help you so you don’t get the dressing wet,” he said and turned on the water. The liquid ice pouring straight at him from the showerhead made Liv shudder, but it always took a moment to warm up, and since he wanted Knox to get the nice water, he gritted his teeth and soaped up his hands before hurriedly moving them over his body.
When he glanced back, Knox was… stroking his dick. Which was funny because his own had shrunk due to the cold.
Liv raised his brows.
Knox shrugged with a cocky smirk and looked Liv up and down. “What? You told me to get ready.”
The meal they’d had on the way from the hospital must have been energizing, not that Liv was complaining. “Didn’t know steak was an aphrodisiac,” Liv said, removing all the suds with the first of the warm water.
“No, but the other meat on offer is. Seriously though, I’m easy. Feed me, fuck me, and I’m happy.”
Knox was much more complicated than that, but Liv wouldn’t point it out when Knox was suggesting a fuck.
“You know, it’s rare that you try a new thing and instantly know that’s your new favorite,” Liv said, stepping out of the open stall and placing his hand on Knox’s half-hard dick, because why the hell not? Knox was the one who started it! “Only had this cut of meat once, and I might already need more.”
Knox’s gaze met his, and the intensity hiding in his darkening eyes had Liv’s balls throbbing. “I would have hated it being a once in a lifetime experience, ‘cause you sure showed enthusiasm.” But Knox still slipped out of his grasp, taking a step toward the shower. “Hm… how do we do this…” He groaned and swapped sides to go in with his healthy side first.
The showerhead, still attached to the wall, poured warm water over his shoulder and chest, and Liv stalled, watching the droplets cascade down Knox’s toned form. This man existed to evoke sinful thoughts, but Liv would hoard him and protect the rest of humanity from inappropriate fantasies about him. Their loss, his gain.
“You hold the showerhead, and I’ll wash you,” Liv said, not even trying to hide his smile.
Knox put his head under the stream of water. “You sure? I don’t want you to feel like you’re my nurse. Bit of a turn-off, don’t you think?”
Turn-off? Knox had no idea what he was talking about.
Liv wanted to be there for him. He wanted to be needed, to be the one man who’d always have Knox’s back, and who’d support him through all the shit to come. And while Knox didn’t reject Liv’s help, it was very clear he’d always felt self-conscious about needing it in the first place. That was why he’d never revealed the extent of his health issues, as if he thought himself undeserving of help.
But that was all behind them, because when Liv stepped closer and poured soap into his hand, Knox’s eyes darkened with lust rather than annoyance.
Good, because Liv’s care wasn’t meant to suggest that Knox wasn’t independent. Everyone needed a bit of relief once in a while, whether it was related to illness or getting head.
“Oh, you’re right, I really hate needing to touch your body. Yuck, feels so gay,” Liv said with emphasis, placing both hands on the sides of Knox’s neck.
Wet hair stuck to Knox’s face as he smiled. “It’s okay. Just two bros helping each other out, right?”
