“Honey, I helped raise that boy. Trust me. It won’t be the last time you’re mad at him. Just know, while he does stupid things, it comes from his heart,” Martha said as Claudia walked into the waiting room.
Jumping from my seat, I ran over to her.
“He’s fine, Josie. I promise. Bullet didn’t hit a damn thing. He will be up and walking around before you know it.”
“So he’s gonna be fine?”
“Yep,” Lidi smiled. “He’s in room 210 if you want to see him.”
“Good,” I said, marching past her and yelling, “’Cause I’m gonna kill him for scaring me half to death!”
Chapter Thirty-Two
George
Two weeks later...
I wish I could say when I woke up from surgery that my lovely, caring wife was happy to see me, but that would be a lie.
And my granny didn’t raise a liar.
Nope, my wife, my beautiful best friend, showed me exactly how much she cared about me by slapping me upside my head and then proceeded to yell at me for how scared I made her.
Like it was my fault I got shot!
The only thing that saved me from hours of her ranting was hauling her onto the bed with me and kissing her stupid.
Okay, so I didn’t technically kiss her stupid, but it did shut her up long enough for the tears to start. Those lasted a good ten minutes. In the end, she forgave me for getting shot, and I kept my mouth shut.
To make matters worse, my brother, Frankie, refused to leave, saying I needed a babysitter.
Granny backed him up.
So did King.
By day three, I refused to stay in the hospital another minute and signed myself out against medical advice.
I was a damn doctor for crying out loud.
I knew what to watch for and how to take care of myself.
Lot of good that did me because I ended up back in bed, albeit in Josie’s bed, until she felt certain I was able to stand on my own two feet again without wincing.
But I wasn’t complaining.
Her bed was more comfortable.
So imagine my surprise when I woke up to find myself spread eagle and tied to her bed. Now I was all for a little fun, but the look Josie was sporting didn’t bode well for me. I mean, I’d been in this damn bed for over a week now.
I know I didn’t do anything.
At least I didn’t think I did.
“Uh, baby,” I said, tugging on the restraints. “Whatcha’ doin?”
Moving about the room, Josie said, “I thought since you were feeling better, we could play a little. That is, if you are up to it?”
Grinning from ear to ear, I licked my lips as my dick got hard. “Oh, babe. I am so up for it. What did you have in mind?”
