The Butcher And The Beast (2015) - Plot & Excerpts
The pain and the whiskey and the stuff the doctor had given him made everything kind of swim. The rocking of the boat was real, though. Familiar, as right as his own skin. He opened his eyes at the sound of retching. Ah, the slender doctor with the fine curls. Those curls were damp with sweat now, skin pale as the bandages on his chest as the man curled over the chamber pot, gagging. The retching wasn’t sexy, but the sweat and pallor did nothing to diminish his desires for the doctor. If it wasn’t for his damnable injuries, he’d have had the man already. After setting the pot aside, the doctor wiped his lips with a handkerchief, swaying a bit. “You’ll get your sea legs in a day or two.” Those eyes popped open, glared at him. “Let me go home.” John grinned, absolutely delighted by the man’s ire. “No.” “Bloody liar.” The man turned, refusing to look at him. He chuckled. “I didn’t happen to lie to you. Yet. But you should know that I don’t take offense at being called a liar.”
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