Chapter 653

Upon hearing this, Dr. Winston looked discomforted, “Hex, your friend’s skin was cut open and flesh was torn; it’s no normal wound. I’ll have to patch him up before I can give you the full report.”

Cassius stared at the raw lacerations crisscrossing Chasel’s body, the ache in his chest spreading like wildfire.

“Some of these might need stitches. I doubt we can avoid some battle scars.”

Seeing Cassius‘ face grow stormier by the second, Dr. Winston offered a wry smile in consolation, “Hey, a few scars on a guy just add to his rugged charm, right? Your friend’s not the prissy type, is he?”

Cassius‘ face twisted into a scowl. Not the prissy type?

The guy who wouldn’t let a single drop of olive oil stain his designer suit, who’d go for a full wardrobe change if it did – he was not the prissy type?

If he was not, then no one would be prissy on this planet. He could already picture it – the nuclear meltdown Chasel would have when he saw his marred back after waking up.

“Just do your best, please.”

could I not give it my all?” Dr. Winston responded, the term “your guy” sending a faint

over two hours, but Dr. Winston meticulously treated every wound, sparing no expense with all

man on the bed was breathing steadily in slumber, Cassius finally felt

fever–free, we’ll be golden, Winston

can’t thank you enough,” Cassius offered

will ya? Makes me

and sincere, “Just like old times, call

parted, a choked whisper escaped, “Win.”

that one address, he’d walk through fire and brimstone

sleep next to him for fear of jostling his injuries. So, he made do with the couch, intending to keep vigil over his little

LEMIE

by the witching hour, he succumbed

sleep and wakefulness, Cassius sensed the cool scent of medicinal cream and

he snapped his

“Cassius.”

Cassius saw Chasel, bare–chested, straddling him, his skin so pale it almost glowed, glistening with a sheen of sweat.

his legs

in the still room,

doing?” Cassius‘ voice was controlled, though the veins on his

touched his burning forehead, “I dreamed of you; then I woke up to see

raised his hand, his warm palm settling on Chasel’s abdomen, caressing his unnaturally smooth skin.

still think you’re dreaming?”

leaned down passionately, almost fiercely, pressing his lips

room filled with the sound of passionate

don’t need anything else, just let me stay by your side, even if we have

contain or resist. He couldn’t hide it any

your little fox, yours only.”

bare

with the mess the Ashbourne family had caused for the

been mitigated with visits to the victims‘ families, accompanied by generous compensation. He also

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