46. Drew

CHAPTER 46

DREW

A giddy sort of happiness filled Drew when they could finally shut and lock the door of Lee's apartment, tuning out the world for the rest of the night. Lee had been hurting, but the anti-inflammatories and the single dose of stronger meds Dr. Rosie let him have seemed to counteract the pain. Mac had looked wiped out when they left the hospital, but the nap he'd taken in the truck had helped return some color to his cheeks and a light to his eyes.

"Well," he drawled, "this night didn't go exactly as planned."

"Nope, but at least we can put one worry behind us." Lee stepped into the kitchen and pulled down three glasses.

"But we added more." Mac held up his bandaged arm.

Lee poured water into the glasses and brought one to Mac, sliding his left arm around Mac's back. He kissed Mac's temple before leaning their heads together. "These are short-term worries. We'll be good as new before you know it. Our private doctor will make sure of it." Lee winked at Drew, who spluttered, nearly spitting out the sip of water he'd taken.

"You know it," Drew said, after swallowing, his cheeks beet red. "If I don't beat you first. Drink your water, then I'm going to tuck you two into bed."

Dutifully, they followed his order before marching into the bedroom, where he helped them undress, tossing their clothes and the hospital scrubs into the laundry basket. Mac wanted a shower but acquiesced to Drew's suggestion of a wipe-down with a washcloth. Of course, his offer of doing it for Mac helped.

After drying Mac off, Lee raised his hand and bounced on the balls of his feet. "My turn!"

Drew thoroughly enjoyed wiping down Lee's wealth of muscles just as much as he liked having taken care of Mac's lither frame. Cleaned and dry, they got into bed with Mac in the middle, spooning Lee, both of them having injuries on the right side. Drew snuggled in behind Mac, and only once he was assured both men had fallen asleep did he close his eyes and let the craziness of the day fade away.

An alarm went off, waking Drew at some point in the morning, but it was quickly silenced, and he fell back asleep. When he woke again, it was to Mac pushing him to move.

"Gotta pee. Get outta my way."

Drew rolled over and off the bed, then sat on the edge trying to shake the fuzzies from his brain.

"Coffee?" Lee held out a mug doctored just the way Drew liked it.

"Nectar from the gods, why yes, thank you." He took a sip, hummed then drank deeper. "Perfect. What time is it?"

"Nine. Sorry about the six A.M. alarm. Forgot to turn that off last night."

"It's fine." Drew gave Lee a critical once over, but considering the way his boyfriend was bent over and stretching, he didn't think there would be any lasting damage. "How are you feeling?"

Lee lifted his head, wearing a broad grin. "Knee and shoulder are a little achy, but otherwise I feel great. Sleeping in does a body good. In fact…" Lee straightened, showcasing his tented athletic shorts. "I'm wide awake."

Mac plucked Drew's coffee from his hands and took a long drink, his gaze riveted on Lee. He smacked his lips. "Go use the bathroom, Drew. Hurry."

Drew didn't want to leave, but Mac was right. He hustled into the bathroom, used the john, washed his hands, and brushed his teeth. He smiled around his toothbrush, looking at Mac's and Lee's brushes nestled together in a cup, his grin growing bigger when he added his to theirs. Where once he longed for two, he loved that now there were three.

Upon exiting the bathroom, Drew found Lee sitting on the bed, bent over, Mac's prick doing a disappearing act into his mouth. The view and the sounds of Lee loving on Mac's dick, coupled with the dual moans of both men, had Drew's cock rising to the occasion.

Mac snapped and pointed at his feet. "Drew."

He hurried to obey, kneeling close, pressing his chest to Mac's leg and hip as he placed kiss after loving kiss anywhere he could reach. Mac cradled Drew's head, his grip a comfortable weight he wanted to bear.

Lee gagged with the thrust of Mac's groin. He coughed and spluttered, took a breath, and dove on again.

"Such a good boy, taking my cock like a champ. My champ. My hero. Take me all the way down, my dirty, good boy."

Oh, damn. Drew loved hearing every single filthy word that spilled from Mac's mouth. He couldn't wait to hear those words directed at him.