บท 49: Chapter 49

“Yes, and save

you. Of course, I know you’d rather have had one of the firemen in those tight

tee shirts you’re always lusting over.”

There was a

small, quiet silence between them before Lee spoke. “That’s what you think.”

Patrick was only

half-listening. He was consumed with his own guilt and worry. But when Lee

rested his head gently on Patrick’s shoulder, he didn’t pull away. The touch

was comforting on so many levels. When he turned his head to speak, Lee’s

stubble brushed softly across Patrick’s chin.

“I like the new

look,” he teased.

Lee chuckled.

“Mum brought my spare shaver from home, but to be honest, I couldn’t face going

back onto the ward and shaving. If you like it, I’ll keep it.”

“Well, it’s if you

like it, isn’t it?”

“Sure.” There

was silence between them for a moment. Then Lee sat up straight again.

“Patrick, I’m determined to get out of this chair. Help me, will you? But then