Page 69 of Laugh

Giggling, I cover my mouth when the nurse behind the counter looks up at us. “Pretty bad is an understatement. I need you to send me the link. These are epic!”

“Anything to keep that smile on your face, happy girl,” he teases, throwing one of those sexy as fuck winks in my direction.

We both look at the other side of the room when we hear the doors burst open. Mrs. O’Brien comes running out of the back, breathing heavily as she chokes on sob after sob. Her husband is behind her seconds later and I jolt to my feet, wanting to rush over to them. Beau’s hand on my arm keeps me in place while I vibrate with tension, desperate to know what’s happening. A man in a white coat is behind them and he guides them to one of the private rooms off to the side.

Just before they step inside, I can’t stop myself from crying out, “Momma B?”

She jerks her head in my direction, then says something to her husband and the doctor before moving toward me. This time, Beau doesn’t stop me as I run toward her, meeting her halfway.

“What’s happening?” I spit out, watching as her face crumples.

“Oh Haddie. It-it’s not good, honey.” Her eyes are bouncing back and forth across mine, and I stay silent, rigid, waiting for the news.

When she says nothing, I whisper, “Please, momma… tell me?”

With a quick glance at Beau standing by my side, she swallows hard. “They took him back for an MRI to see what we were dealing with. He was supposed to get it on Friday, but they don’t have a bed for him right now, so they decided to use the time, and get it done while we wait. He…” she chokes, and tries again. “He has cancereverywhere. It’s in every single one of his organs. The d-doctor said he has never seen someone with so much cancer in their body.”

A white haze covers the area around Mrs. O’Brien, and the rushing of blood interrupts my hearing as it races through my body. But she keeps talking.

“Th-They said that there is no quality of life for him, and it’ll just be a matter of days,maybea week, before we lose him. W-We have to decide if we’re g-going to sign a DNR. They said it’s just a m-matter of making him comfortable.”

My mouth is dry as I try to process what she’s telling me.What the fuck do they mean there’s no quality of life for him? HE HAS SKIN CANCER!

Beau’s hand is rubbing along my back, realizing I can’t say anything right now. Clearing his throat, he asks, “So what happens now?”

With a trembling lip, she looks at the man standing next to me. “They’re working on transferring him up to the larger hospital in the next town over to the cancer wing. Th-They said that we have to meet with hospice care.” Looking back at me, I stand unmoving when she throws her arms around me and sobs. “I’m sorry. I have to go in there. You should go home for a bit and get some rest. I’ll-I’ll call you and let you know where he’s at when we get him settled.”

I can only nod and hold on to her as tight as my arms will allow. Finally, I’m able to croak out, “I love you.”

Pulling back, Momma B cups my face, ignoring both her tears and mine as they fall freely. “I love you too, so much, baby girl.” With a kiss to my cheek, she looks at me once more before pulling away, hurrying back to where her husband and the doctor wait for her.

No quality of life.

Just a matter of days.

Chapter 26

Sinking

Haddie

Stepping into the shower, I slide the door shut quickly to keep the cool air out. Then I slide my arms around Beau and lay my head in the center of his back. He is so comfortable that I have to force myself to keep my eyes open.

He hasn’t stopped washing himself since I stepped in, just shifted to give me room. Which, when you think about it, is super fucking amazing. It’s like I haven’t disrupted his life, I’ve just melded into it. He doesn’t slow down; he just gives me a little space.

Tilting my head down, I pause when I see… “Christ Cap, you’ve got a fine ass.”

Beau’s body begins to shake with laughter, but my eyes don’t move away. I have to touch it. I pout when I’ve barely grazed my finger over the firm globe when he turns around to face me.

“As much as I’d love to stand here and let you admire my ass all morning, I want to drop you off before I have to be in for my meeting.”

He tucks a finger under my chin so I will look at him rather than his cock. Because that’s what’s on the opposite side of his body from his ass. His long, delicious, thick cock. I have to touch it.

“I’ve corrupted you,” he chuckles, pulling me against him.

“Your penis corrupted me. You’re trying to drag me away from it and into the land of responsibilities. I’m a little angry at your entire bodyexceptyour cock… and your ass. I’m not mad at that either. If your tongue wishes to participate, I’ll forgive it, too.”

With a low groan, he holds me tighter against him. “Fuck.” Swooping down, he kisses me hard and nips my lip in punishment for teasing him. “Tonight. Tonight, I’m going to fuck this body.” He slides his hand between my legs and drags his fingers through my pussy to stress his point. He groans again before moving me directly under the spray of the shower.

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