Reckoning - 52. Chapter 52

The police car stopped in front of his door. During the ride, Patrick had fallen asleep. Adam, thank the officers and awoke Patrick, helping him inside. They rode the elevator up to the third floor, staring at one another, saying nothing. When the door opened, Adam picked Patrick up and carried him to the bedroom and into the bathroom, placing him on his feet. Still without words, Adam helped him undress then ran a shower making sure the temperature wasn’t too hot. He helped Patrick in and waited as he washed the day away. He saw the damage the Taser did to Patrick’s beautiful almond skin, leaving two nickel size marks along his right side. Adam watched as Patrick avoided touching the tender spot with the loofah as he washed.

“You know those marks looked like a vampire had his way with you?”

Patrick looked at him, then at the marks. He freed a smirk that nearly turned to tears.

“Pat…” Adam began, but Patrick interrupted him.

“Instead of making jokes, why don’t you get in here and wash my hair?”

Adam stripped and stepped in as Patrick drenched his locks. Adam grabbed the shampoo and lathered the curls caressing his scalp with his fingertips.

Patrick closed his eyes, enjoying the stimulant racing through his body. “I might make you do this more often?”

“Anytime you want.”

Adam helped him rinse his hair and body and held his hand as he stepped out of the shower. Adam toweled him off first then himself grabbing a bottle of lotion, taking him to the bed. With his skilled hands, he covered his lover’s skin with his favorite scented cream. Patrick rest on his stomach as Adam’s hands traveled over him with such skill his skin hummed.

“Turn over,” Adam ordered. Patrick obeyed.

He lotion Patrick chest, circling his fingers around his nipples, then leaving a sweet kiss on each one. He moved down to his stomach when done; he pressed his lips to his belly button, lingering as Patrick’s breathing deepened. He massaged both his legs down to his toes, taking each digit between his lips, sucking until Patrick moaned his delight.

“There’s one place left,” Adam said, sitting up.

Patrick looked at him with pleading eyes. “Do it, please, Adam I’ll do anything you want.”

“Anything?”

“Would I lie to you?”

Adam dropped and took Patrick’s sweet candy into his mouth, wrapping his tongue around the muscle.

Patrick went into a frenzy as his body shuttered from his lover’s skillful mouth. When the alarm went off.

Patrick jerked, awoke frozen in place. He had trouble remembering where he was when a door opened and Adam stepped in holding a tray of food. Patrick stared at him, shocked to see him.

“Pat,” Adam said, placing the tray down on his side of the bed. He kneeled on the floor beside him taking his hand. “You’re shaking. Did you have a nightmare?”

“Adam, how did I get here?”

“You passed out in the car. I carried you in and cleaned you up. You slept straight through it all. I got up early and made you breakfast. You must be starving.”

“Adam?”

“Yeah?”

“Is this real? Are you really here or am I—dead?”

“Pat.” Adam bent in and kissed him on the lips. When they parted, Adam gazed back at him with earnest. “You are very much alive and in my bed where you belong.”

Patrick scanned the room, holding onto Adam. “I need more assurance?” Patrick sat up and pushed the sheet away. He wore one of Adam’s tee shirts, he lifted, revealing a bandage. He removed the dressing exposing two red marks from the Taser Jennifer used on him.

“Pat, you don’t want to…” Adam tried to grab his hand.

Patrick shifted away touching the burned mark flinching from the pain.

“Okay, Pat. You checked,” Adam said, covering Patrick’s injury he had treated and dress the night before. “Are you satisfied?”

Patrick nodded, allowing Adam to put pillows behind him to prop him up and place his tray in front of him. The pain subsided, leaving behind a throb. He held back tears as he stared at the food Adam made.

“You need to eat, Pat. I’m not taking no for an answer.”

“Thank you.”

“There’s nothing you need to thank me for. I love taking care of you.”

“No, I mean saving me again.”

“Saving you? From what I saw, you had everything under control.”

“Is that what you saw?”

“Hell yeah.”

“What happened to them?”

“They were taken into custody. The police are questioning them as we speak.”

“So, it’s over?”

“Yes. I took the liberty in calling your parents and Mia, who called me last night to tell me you snuck out of your parent’s house to go to a D&D at the Cave?”

“Adam…”

“No. You listen. There was an actual threat to you. Not only your father, but I told you to stay put for your own good. You ignored both of us. When are you going to get it through your head when I say stay put, I want you to listen?”

“From now on, I swear, Adam.”

“I want to believe you.”

“You can.”

“I’ll give you a test. I have to go out for a moment. I made a salad for your lunch. It’s in the fridge. I’ll bring back dinner.”

“You’re leaving me here alone?”

“Will you stay put?”

Patrick hesitated. “Yes.” He answered, dropping his eyes.

“Good.” Adam stood and walked to the opened door. “He’s ready for guests,” he called out.

Patrick looked at him confused when he saw Mia stepped into the room dressed in denim overalls. His eyes lit up.

“Mia,” he smiled. She kissed Adam on the cheek before walking over to her best friend. Patrick moved the tray aside and embraced her.

“I figured you could use the company,” she said, as they parted.

“What about Paul?”

“He had things to do so, it’s just you and me.”

“I have you all to myself.”

“Back at you.”

Patrick flashed a grin at Adam. “Thank you.”

“What did I tell you? You, own me no thanks, I’d do anything for you.” Adam walked over and kissed him with profound love. “Have fun. The both of you.”

“We will, once you get going,” Mia teased.

Adam kissed her cheek one last time whispering his thanks in her ear before leaving.

Mia turned to her friend. “Let’s eat breakfast together and play video games.”

“So great, but first I need to make a phone call.”