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He was very close. So was I, but I wanted to time this ending to perfection. “Let me know,” I hissed, clamping down on my desire to fill him up, lost in the same ecstasy as him.
I was too close. “Fuuucccckkkk,” I yelled, stiffening underneath him as I unloaded the chamber.
Ben suddenly went stiff in my arms, come blasting out of him without being touched. “Ooohhhh, yes,” he whimpered, falling forward and against my chest. His dick still pumped out jizz, his chest heaving with exhaustion as he fought for breath, his face in the crook of my neck. “So good, Hunt,” he hummed. “So good.”
“Kiss me,” I demanded, moving my hands to his head and forcing him to my lips.
We connected and melted into one another, our kissing intimate and complete. I’d worried that when all the crazy and wild sex ended, we’d be self-conscious or confused.
Ben pulled away, still with my cock inside him. “Okay,” he announced, grinning like a wild banshee. “I’m hungry now, sheriff.”
I received a message from my heart as I looked into his eyes. Brilliant green eyes that reminded me of the last and only time I’d ever felt this way about a man.
He could still move away, Hunt. Be careful.
CHAPTER FORTY-FOUR: Benedict
“Good morning, doc,” Agnes greeted, waving a medical file toward me. “Julia Garner’s biopsy results,” she added, registering nothing on her face that would give away the results.
I studied her to see if I could guess the results beforehand. “Do I want to read them?” I whispered. Agnes remained stoic.Uh-oh.
Opening the file, I quickly scanned the lab report, looking for crappy words likepositiveorcancerous cells.After all of the radiologist’s blah-blah-blah about parameters and patient history, the best word in the world for a physician to read broke through the technical report.Tumor biopsy benign.
I exhaled and looked up at a beaming Agnes, not caring that I was tearing up. “Thank God,” I said, trying to hold back the emotional relief.
“See what loving support does?” she asked. “Karma can be a bitch, but caring can be fiercer.”
“I want Julia in every six months for breast exams, Agnes,” I instructed, making notes in her file. “Mammograms yearly in Missoula as well.”
“That’s expensive on an annual basis, doc. You do remember that the Garner’s are barely making it financially, right?”
“I’ll pay the expenses,” I stated. “With her family history, and all her kids that depend on having a mother, she’s having them annually,” I insisted. “I won’t take the risk and either should she.”
“Well, since you’re in such a giving mood. Why don’t you just buy a mammogram for the clinic?” she said.
I didn’t catch the sarcasm in her voice because I had gotten so used to it. “Okay,” I replied.
I continued writing in Julia’s file until Agnes cleared her throat. I looked up to find her glaring at me with a hand on her hip. “I was joking, doc. Even used mammogram machines can cost around seventy-five thousand dollars.”
“Terrific!” I exclaimed, returning her gaze with a grin. “I have minimal training on their use, but both of us can get extra training. We’ll put it in the X-ray room.”
“Just like that?”
“Just like that,” I confirmed.
Agnes slid into the chair across from my desk. “Okay, doc. What the fuck is up with you?”
“Might I suggest an improvement in your language skills, Nurse?”
She leaned forward and waited for me to look up from my work. “Cut the shit, Ben,” she stated. “People planning on leaving town don’t buy expensive shit for their old workplaces.”
“Well, I do,” I said. “It’ll be an excellent investment for the clinic’s long-term survival and the care of our patients.”
“Something don’t smell right, doc,” she said. She pointed at me with her gnarled-up index finger. “I’ll get to the bottom of it. Don’t you think I won’t, either.”
“Fine,” I agreed. “Now tell me about Triple H Ranch.”
“What about it?” she asked, her eyes studying me for more surprise items.
