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But just as he started to drift off, a sudden noise roused him from his sleep. He opened his eyes to find the nurse taking his father’s vitals. Rubbing the sleep from his eyes, Logan stood up and stretched his arms above his head before settling back down in the chair. His gaze shifted to his father, who was watching the nurse with a mischievous twinkle in his eye. Unable to resist joining in on their playful banter, Logan couldn’t help but tease him.

“Dad? You must be feeling better if you’re flirting with such a pretty lady,” he joked, earning a blush from the nurse.

Clint chuckled. “I never feel too bad for that.”

Logan grinned. “Can I get you anything?”

“No, son. I’m fine.” Clint paused for a moment before adding with a twinkle in his eye, “Just a little tired from all the flirting.” Logan laughed. “Have you had anything to eat?”

“No, sir,” Logan replied.

“Well then, go grab yourself something to eat. You need to keep your strength up.”

“I will after I take a shower. Since the nurse is here, I’ll do that first and then come back. You behave yourself.” Logan smiled playfully at his father.

“Where’s the fun in that?” Clint joked, earning another laugh from the nurse.

Logan turned to her and apologized. “Sorry about my dad.”

“No need to apologize. I’ve been dealing with his flirting for a while now. He’s just a big teddy bear.”

“I don’t think any man wants to be called a teddy bear,” Clint protested good-naturedly.

The nurse laughed. “It’s true, you are one and we all know it.”

“Well, I’ll be back in a few minutes, Dad.” Logan glanced at the nurse. “I won’t be too long.”

“That’s fine,” she said with a smile.

“Don’t rush on my account. I’m wide awake now so I’ll watch a movie.” Clint winked at his son.

“Wait for me. We can watch something together.” Logan left the room and headed upstairs to his bedroom where he quickly showered and changed into comfortablesweatpants and a T-shirt before heading back downstairs. His father’s bedroom used to be down the hall, but when he became too weak to navigate the stairs, Logan moved his bed and belongings to the den next to the kitchen. He didn’t want to risk his father falling or being too far away if he needed help.

He settled into a chair in his dad’s room and watched as Clint flipped through channels on the TV, searching for something to watch. Logan let out a sigh and his dad noticed.

“What’s wrong?”

“Can you please just pick something? You act like we have all night.” Logan grinned at the nurse who blushed again.

“Fine. You pick then,” Clint said, handing over the remote.

Logan sat up and began flipping through channels, chuckling when he heard his dad huff in frustration.

“Now you know how I feel.”

“Just find something.”

“Yes, sir. How about an old western?Rio Bravowith John Wayne is on.”

“That sounds good. I love me some John Wayne movies.”

“I know you do. I think I got my love for them from you.”

“I did teach you some good things.” Clint grinned proudly.

“Everything you taught me was good, Dad.” Logan touched his father’s hand tenderly.

“Go get something to eat first, then we’ll watch John kick some ass.” Clint chuckled.

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