Page 29 of Protection for Asher (Safeguarded By The SEAL #4)

Squat woke with an incredibly hard cock nestled up against Asher’s butt. She felt so good in his arms, and he wanted to sink into her, but he wouldn’t betray her trust and doing anything more than rolling out of bed and leaving the room would be a betrayal.

He rolled to his back and then slid out from between the sheets, moving silently out of the room.

His arm where he’d gotten shot hurt a little, but the pain wasn't terrible.

He turned on the stove and pulled the eggs from the refrigerator.

He should have eaten before going to bed, but he'd been excited to see Asher.

“Hey, you woke up early,” Asher said as she came into the room.

“Ah, I didn’t mean to wake you up.”

She stretched, looking incredibly sexy as she raised her arms over her head. “It’s okay. I’ve been waking up early.”

He moved to her and kissed her forehead. “You’re cute.” Her laughter made him feel lighter. The problems with work felt less weighty in her presence. If he couldn’t recover enough to be a SEAL, she was worth living for. She fulfilled him in ways he’d never thought possible.

Asher leaned her hip against the counter, and he turned to her to find her staring at him with raised eyebrows. “What?” he asked as he added more eggs to the pan.

“You look like you’re thinking about something.”

He chuckled. “I was thinking that I really like you. I want to build something with you.”

“I’m almost there. I think.”

“No need to rush.” Her laughter bubbling up made him smile. “What?”

“I felt your very hard cock pressing against my ass last night.”

Heat flashed through him, and he swallowed over the desire that hit when she mentioned his cock. “Sorry.”

“Don’t apologize. It was your natural reaction. Besides, it felt good, not weird.”

“Good. I’m glad you liked it.”

“I did.”

Before he did something stupid like push her to the wall and show her how hard her words had made him, Squat grabbed two plates from the cabinet and turned off the burner then plated the eggs. “Come sit with me and eat.”

She moved to the table and sat. “Thank you for making breakfast.”

He shrugged. “I woke up hungry.”

She met his gaze and pointed to his arm. “How’s the pain?”

“It’s okay. Not great, but okay. I have an appointment this morning and then this afternoon I need to meet with the guys. We have some shit to go over.”

She swallowed the eggs she’d just put in her mouth. “Do you need me to come to the doctor with you?”

He shrugged. “If you want.” Spending time with her would be great, but he didn’t want to force her to come with him.

“I’d like to go with you, even if just for moral support.”

Happiness filled him. “Thank you.”

After finishing breakfast, he showered and then dressed, all the while thinking it was great that Asher was here. He didn’t jack off in the shower, because he didn’t want her hearing him, but he would probably need to do that later tonight. He was in the den waiting to leave when Thario called.

“Hey, what’s up?” he asked as he answered.

“I spoke with Sharp this morning.”

“Oh?”

“I'm looking at stuff, and I wanted to make sure you're okay.”

“It’s a scratch.”

Thario chuckled. “I said that once, and it wasn’t a scratch.”

“It fucking hurt. I can’t imagine what you went through.”

“Yeah, but most of my pain receptors were overloaded, and I passed out. It fucking hurt, though.”

Squat shivered at the thought of losing a limb like Thario had. “We’re going to get whoever it was.”

“I’ll start looking on my end. Sharp gave me the information from your most recent mission. I’ll look into those players.”

“Thank you. You’re a good man, Thario.”

“Those pricks tried to end me. I want them to die.”

“Same. I’ll talk to you this afternoon.”

“The meeting later this afternoon is at my house. So when you finish at the doctor’s office, come on by.”

“Um, I'm probably going out for lunch with Asher first.”

“Ah, I don’t blame you. She’s a good one. Don’t let her get away.”

“I’ll keep that in mind, Thario.”

“You do that.”

The call ended, and he turned to see Asher dressed and ready to go. “Thario, he’s a good guy. He’s getting my documents so I can go to college.”

“Nice. He is a good man.

“Now then, let me drive us. You seem to be favoring your arm.”

He shrugged. “I’m okay.”

“I’m sure you think you are. I’m driving.”

He rolled his eyes and shook his head. “Okay. You’re driving.” He handed her the keys and smiled. “Thank you for driving me.”

“You’re welcome.”

Asher was glad she could help Squat. He'd been so good to her, and she liked doing things for him.

It didn't take long to get to the doctor's office, and she went into the room with him.

At first, she felt weird going with him, but he didn't seem to mind her being in there.

They took X-rays and had him ready for the doctor in about thirty minutes.

When the doctor came in, he smiled at her before starting his exam of Squat’s arm. “So you were shot. Damn lucky you weren’t hit a few inches over.”

Squat squeezed her hand as worry filled him. “So what do you think?”

“I think this is going to be a bitch to rehabilitate.”

Squat’s eyes went wide as excitement filled his face. “So you think I can rehab and get back in the game.”

The doctor chuckled. “I think you will. You guys are like that. Your injury isn’t a career killer. You’ll have to work hard, but after the initial period where you heal, it will be better.”

“That’s good news.”

The doctor chuckled again. “For you, but those around you could suffer. So when you’re frustrated because it’s not coming along fast enough, get over yourself and be nice.”

He nodded, knowing the doctor was right. If he wasn’t careful, he would mess up with Asher. No way would he want that.

“What’s next?”

“The X-rays look good. The injury is not infected.

You have good mobility. I don't think I need to open you up.

Whatever they did overseas was good. Just keep up the work, and don't overdo it.

I'll see you back in eight weeks. I'll have the nurse set you up with a physical therapist to get your mobility even better.”

He felt good about his future. “Awesome. Thank you.”

Asher squeezed his hand. Her smile bolstered him. He knew she would help him get through this. He felt her support, and it filled him with hope. Now they just had to get the bastard who was trying to hurt them.