Oy…flu has struck our household! Hubby coughing, fever, chills, aches. The works. Tamiflu not much of a help, so on Mucinex DM, rest,water, etc. Please send him good juju and pray I don’t get this horrid virus.
Otherwise, work fine, life fine, drumming good. All else falls away when my beloved is ill.
What is Rainbow Snippets? It’s a group of LGBT+ authors who post six sentences (or more) from a current WIP, published work or even something they’ve read that they want to rave about. Click on the link below the rainbow to be transported to a place of wonder where you will find tasters of everything from sweet romance, to hot and steamy, to fantasy and sci-fi.
This week I’m sticking with one of my older works again which was formerly “Refugees” but was re-named “This Time Around”.
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Can two lonely souls finally get a second chance on getting it right?
Robert can’t believe this has happened again. His heart is in tatters, all because of his once-again ex. Out of pure frustration, he takes matters into his own hands and gives boxing a try. All he gains is an injured hand, which needs the attention of a physical therapist.
David is overwhelmed and his heart is in denial over the sudden departure of the man he was in love with. As he tries to piece his life back together, a patient needing therapy walks into his clinic and the attraction is immediate; but the desire is not.
Can these two finally find a good relationship that will last and work this time around?
David clapped Robert’s shoulder. “Hey, no worries. That’s good for the first time! You sprained your hand pretty bad; it’ll take a while to heal the damage.
“I should charge all of this to Phillip. Fucker. He pissed me off.
“Keep trying and every day it’ll get easier, ok?” David finished with a grin. “Now, let’s get to your exercises.”
Robert nodded and put the putty back into its container. He picked up the sheets of exercises and looked them over. “Let’s do it.”
After their session was finished, Robert felt better; at least on the outside. David was very attractive, kind, gentle, and a little funny. They’d cracked a couple of one-liners but beyond that there wasn’t much conversation. He missed it.
“Two days?” Robert asked as he hopped down from the table.
David nodded. “Yes. I’ll see you then, ok?”
“Yeah.” He didn’t want to go home just yet. “I…thanks.” He looked into the beautiful eyes of his therapist and smiled at him. “This helped.”
“That’s why I do this. I love to help people feel better. Take care, Robert.”
“You too, David.” He made himself gather the therapy items and walk out the door.
In 1998 I was in physical therapy for my knees. The PT was named David. He wasn’t nearly as hot as this David, but he was a very patient and nice guy.