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Breathe in. Breathe out.

Fuck. I can’t catch my breath. I’m choking.

“Flex… oh my God. What’s happening? Nurse! Someone. Anyone. Help.” When I closed my eyes at Celest’s old house, she was screaming for help.

There’s something stuck in my throat.

A flurry of voices floods the room. I try to focus on Celest, but there is too much going on.

“He’s fighting the intubation.”

“What does that mean?” There she is.

“It’s a good thing. It means he’s trying to breathe on his own.”

“Oh my God. Flex, I’m right here.” Her tone is different. Hopeful.

“Felix. If you can try to cough for me, I’m going to remove your breathing tube. It’s going to feel uncomfortable for a moment.”

I do as they ask, coughing as the tube is pulled out, and it makes me gag. Is this what deepthroating feels like? Fuck that. I need to reward Celest more after she takes my dick like a champ.

“Felix. I’m Dr. Freund, one of your doctors over the past few weeks. Can you tell me your full name?”

I attempt to talk, but my throat is on fire. Fuck saying my name. I open my eyes, scanning the room for the one face I’ve been holding onto through all of this, and when I find her, my pulse quickens for everyone to hear. I’m hooked up to a million different things, and I’m sure one of them is my pulse.

“You’re a sight for sore eyes, pet.” I don’t recognize my own voice. I sound like I’ve been swallowing swords.

She bursts into tears before launching herself at me, much to the doctors’ dismay. “You’re okay.” I drink her in as she presses a kiss to my lips.

“I really need to brush my teeth before you do that again.” That gets her smiling. She’s so fucking beautiful.

“I don’t care.” Her lips crash down on mine, and my muscles protest as I wrap my arms around her.

“We’ll give you guys a minute.” The doctors and nurses filter out of the room, leaving me with my girl.

“Get up here, pet.”’

“I don’t want to hurt you.”

“Get up on this bed and lie next to me before I put you over my knee and spank that delectable ass of yours.”

“Yes, Master.” She carefully climbs up, trying not to snag any of the leads and tubes as she nestles in at my side. The scent of her perfume delights my senses.

“Are you okay, pet?”

“I can’t believe you’re asking me. You’re the one who came back from the dead.”

“That’s exactly why I’m asking. That must have been really traumatic and scary for you.”

“You saved us. Gracie and me.”

“Where is my Gracie bear?”

“She’s been staying at my mom’s so I could be here with you.”

“I can’t wait to see her. Let’s get out of here and go home.” I attempt to move, but every muscle aches, and my thigh is pounding.

“Hold up there, buddy. You’re in no fit state to be getting out of this bed right now.”

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