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Love that right there was what he didn t want to do. He was
already half in love with Brody after the exquisite night they had
spent together. Brody had been everything Neason could have
dreamed of and then some. Spending more time with Brody would
only damn him even more, especially when he knew deep in his heart
that Brody didn t want him.
After their night together, Brody had left and never called again,
and it had been weeks. Neason kept waiting for Brody to call, to
invite him to enjoy another night together. He never called. Neason
figured maybe he was too freaky for even Brody.
And that was when his troubles really began. He had started
looking for that same wonderful, awe-inspiring feeling he d
experienced under Brody s hand. All he had gained was a bloody
backside, disappointment in himself, and now, the loss of his sight.
Maybe fate was trying to tell him something.
What do you want from me, Brody?
I want you to trust me.
Why? This time, when Brody stroked his hand down the side of
his face, Neason leaned into it. He couldn t help himself. He craved
Brody s touch like he craved his next breath of air.
Because we need each other.
You need me? Neason scoffed as he pulled away from Brody.
For what? A good laugh?
Neason!
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What? Neason spun around to stare at where he thought Brody
was standing. I have nothing you need, Brody. I m blind, don t you
get that?
I am fully aware of your condition, Neason.
My condition? Neason laughed roughly. My condition. Yeah,
that s what we ll call it, my condition. Neason waved his hands
wildly in the air. I don t have a condition, Brody. I m fucking blind.
I don t see anything but aahhh! Neason screamed as he was
suddenly grabbed again.
He suddenly knew he had cursed again, and he knew what was
coming. He wasn t about to get his ass smacked again. Neason
clenched his hands into fists and started swinging them toward Brody.
He knew at least one of his blows had landed when he heard Brody
grunt.
No! Neason shouted when he was suddenly taken to the hard
floor and pushed over onto his stomach. He wiggled and struggled to
get away, fighting with all of his strength. Brody was stronger and
had him pinned to the floor in a matter of moments.
Neason whimpered when he felt Brody straddle him and pin his
arms behind his back. He turned his face toward the wooden floor
beneath him when tears of frustration welled up in his sightless eyes.
He might not be able to see but Brody could and Neason was ashamed
enough as it was. He didn t need Brody seeing him cry to compound
that.
Brody s voice was uncompromising yet oddly gentle when he
spoke. I will give you that one, Neason, because we are just starting
out together and you are obviously upset. However, be forewarned,
this is the only free pass you will get. Swear again and I will redden
your ass.
When Neason felt Brody let go of his arms, he moved them up to
rest on the floor next to his head. Other than that, he just stayed where
he was. What was the point in fighting? He couldn t see where he was
going, and he couldn t escape Brody.
It was hopeless.
Cowboy Courage 49
Chapter 5
Brody felt the fight go out of Neason as the man slumped against
the floor. His heart ached for the pain Neason was suffering. He
wished he could fix it and make everything better. Unfortunately, he
knew it wasn t over yet. They had a lot of work to do before Neason
was ready for the world.
Are you ready to stop fighting me, Neason? His voice, though
deep, was crisp and clear. He wanted Neason to know he had a choice
in things, but he also wanted the man to realize who was in charge
between the two of them. He couldn t allow his voice to soften toward
Neason until the man accepted his dominance.
Yes.
Then you may get up. Brody pushed himself to his feet and held
out his hand. My hand is right in front of you, just a few inches from
your face. All you have to do is reach out and take it.
Neason stilled for a moment then hesitantly reached out until their
hands connected. Brody gently pulled Neason to his feet then stepped
closer to smooth Neason s shirt down. He kept his other hand
connected to Neason s.
Why? Neason whispered in a broken whisper. Why are you
doing this?
Brody could have answered Neason s question, but he didn t think
he was ready to hear the answer. It might be weeks before Neason
was ready. Instead, Brody started leading Neason toward the
bathroom. He wanted to clean the strong hospital disinfectant smell
off of the man. He also thought Neason could use a little gentle care
right about now.
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Brody drew Neason into the bathroom then turned to get the
shower going. When he turned back, Neason was shaking. Brody
winced and pulled Neason to him. He rested his chin on the top of
Neason s head as the man burrowed into him.
It s going to be okay, love, Brody whispered to the top of
Neason s head. I promise.
You can t promise that.
I can promise anything I want.
Neason s husky laugh broke free as he tilted his head back.
Neason s mossy green eyes had turned pale milky green because of
the accident. It wasn t a bad color on the man considering his light
strawberry blond hair. It made Neason seem even more exotic. But
Brody couldn t help but wonder if they would always be that way or
if they would darken back to their normal green.
Let s get you cleaned up, Brody said as he pushed Neason s
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