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the simple gesture.
 Don't let Doc scare you. Trust me; he's in it for the pleasure. Garrett
looked at Dane and winked.
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 Get out of here, Doc growled, swatting Garrett's ass hard enough that he
was sure he left a handprint.
 Ow, you sadistic bastard.
 You know you liked it.
 I can't stay here. I knew this was a bad idea.
Dane and Garrett both swiveled to meet Aaron's gaze.  Why the hell not?
Dane demanded, despite seeing the want and need in Aaron's eyes.
 Because you guys don't need anyone horning in on what you've got. I'm
going to be in the way.
 Maybe you'll be right in the middle of it, Garrett suggested, and Dane's
mouth watered at the prospect of Aaron's lean body between theirs.
 Now who's scaring him off? Dane shoved Garrett to the door, smiling
when Aaron let out a frustrated sigh.
Before Garrett could leave, Dane grabbed him by the back of the neck and
kissed him, hard.  Be safe.
 Yes, sir.
 I gotta go in before you get back, so Aaron'll be here alone for about an
hour.
Garrett nodded.  Make sure he has the phone and some water he can
reach. I put that tray behind the couch. Or you can put in on the night 
 Doctor's degree, remember? I think I can handle our patient.
 Yeah, well, your bedside manner could use a little help. Garrett skipped
back out of Dane's reach.
 Just wait till we're together again, he yelled after Garrett's retreating
form.  I'll show you bedside manner.
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Chapter Ten
Hanging around Dane and Garrett was enough to make Aaron's head
spin. The two never stopped touching. Ever. His own skin was starting to itch,
and he'd nearly rubbed his cock raw trying to relieve the constant hard-on they
gave him. They kissed each other in passing, they groped, they practically
fucked in front of him.
And they asked him to join them. Repeatedly. Why did they want him
when they so obviously loved each other?
It didn't matter. He wasn't ready for another relationship. Not when seeing
them made him think of how it had been the same between him and David.
The nonstop touching and kissing and simple love. He wouldn't tarnish the
memories of his lover just to get his rocks off.
Guilt chewed at his gut. He wouldn't do it, but God, he wanted to. Would
David have if he were in this situation? If Aaron had died instead?
The TV droned on, some inane drama about cops and lawyers. Something
he would have snuggled on the couch with David to watch while they made
out. He glanced to his right to find Dane and Garrett in the same position he
and David liked to share.
Aaron swallowed the bile rushing to his throat and squeezed his eyes
shut. He missed him so fucking much. It should be David helping him piss. It
should be David fetching his water or his books or doing what-the-fuck-ever he
needed help with.
 Hey, man, you okay? You look like you've seen a ghost. Garrett
straightened away from Dane's tangle of arms and legs.
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Aaron had to clear his throat before he could speak.  Yeah. Tired, I guess,
he lied and pretended to wipe his hands over his face like he was weary,
instead of wiping the moisture from his eyes.
 You need a pain pill? Garrett was up before Aaron could tell him to shut
the hell up.
He ground his teeth together. Screaming at his hosts wouldn't do him a
damn bit of good, nor would it be cathartic, like some people said. Punching a
pillow wouldn't help either. Nor would screwing one's brains out.
 I don't need a pill, he said through his teeth, then sighed.  I'm sorry. I
don't mean to ruin your night together. They weren't often home at the same
time for long. Why was he begrudging them their touches when they didn't get
much time alone?
He blew out a breath. Dane sat with his elbows on his knees, his hands
clasped and hanging in front of him while Garrett stood, his hands on his hips.
Both wore similar looks of concern.
 Look, this really isn't working out. I'm in the way.
 Who the fuck said that? Garrett growled, surprising Aaron with his
vehemence.  You say that, Doc?
 Hell no.
 No one said it. Aaron dropped his shoulders in defeat. It wasn't the first
time they'd had this argument.  You guys don't get to be together alone
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