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He held my gaze. “Yeah, that would be…okay.”

“Just okay?” I wanted to feign hurt, but he didn’t always seem to get the joke.

“More than okay. But only if you want.”

“I wouldn’t have offered if I hadn’t wanted to. I don’t tend to do anything I don’t want to.” Unless it came to the kids. Sometimes I had to do what was right—not what I wanted.

“Uh, okay.”

I pressed a kiss to the tip of his nose. Then, as graciously as I could, I sank to my knees. No easy feat—I was a big guy. But I’d done this a couple of times before. Not a lot, but enough to know what I was doing. Once I was as comfortable as I was going to get, I undid the button on his khakis. I slid the zipper down and then carefully pulled down both his pants and his boxer briefs.

His erection sprang free.

I licked my lips and gazed up at him.

He gently ran his hand across my short, curly hair. Then he offered a heartbreaking smile. Slowly, he nodded.

I grasped the base of his cock and brought the tip to my lips. I licked the slit, taking in the drop of precum.

“Oh, Jesus.”

Fair.I planned to make him say a whole lot more than that before our time together was over. Slowly, I licked my way around his tip.

He swayed.

I pulled his crown into my mouth and swirled my tongue around him.

He let out a little groan.

Well okay, then.I sucked him in farther, continuing to run my tongue up and down his length. His taste was perfect. His scent was intoxicating. His little sounds of pleasure had me hardening further in my jeans. When I swallowed him down whole, nearly gagging, he jerked in me. I kept sucking and holding his thighs steady even as his breath stuttered.

He didn’t give me a verbal warning, but his hands tightening against my scalp gave me enough of a hint of what was coming. He spurted into my mouth, and I continued to suck as I swallowed greedily.

“Demetrius…” He elongated thes.

My cock pressed painfully against my jeans.

His phone rang.

“Shit.” He yanked out of my mouth with a pop, and drool dribbled down my chin.

As I still, somehow, had my wits about me, I found his phone in the back pocket of the khakis and handed it to him.

“Shit.” He swiped. “Hey, Cody, what’s up?”

Since I pegged the psychologist as a pretty responsible guy, this call worried me. Carefully, I pulled up Jai’s boxer briefs and tucked him into them. Then I worked his pants up.Wouldn’t do for him to try to walk and then trip and hit his noggin.

“Oh God. How are they?”

My ears perked as I zipped his pants and secured the button.

“You absolutely did the right thing in calling me. Are they headed to the Mission City or Abbotsford hospitals?” A pause. “I’m glad they’re going to Abbotsford. Bigger hospital and more staff. All that’s good but…” Another pause. “You’ve called their parents? Right, up north. I forgot.”

Ah. Chris.At leasttheymeant just one person and not a group, although by Jai’s rigid demeanor—and the fact a camper was on their way to the hospital—this couldn’t be good.

My erection, now waning, was no impediment to me standing—although I used the bed to rise faster. A bit of a head rush, but nothing I couldn’t handle.

“I’m in downtown Mission City right now. I’ll head to the Abbotsford hospital. All good.” Another pause. “You did the right thing, Cody. Sounds like you worked as a team. I’ll text—” He frowned. “Oh, of course you want to be there. If Grey and Makenna can watch—” More brow furrowing. “Right. I’ll see you shortly.” He ran his hand through his hair. “Good work.” Then he stabbed the phone—clearly to disconnect the call.