About then Orr stopped thinking entirely and the sore knee seemed about a thousand miles away. It gave one twinge when his whole body went taut, just before he shot off. That didn’t slow him down a bit. The spasms went on for what seemed a quarter of an hour, and Jase stuck with him until the very last one.
Although he could not see the other man’s face, he could almost feel the smug grin when Jase rocked back on his heels at last and swallowed hard. “There, bet you’re feeling way better. Getting all that blood moving around ought to kick the ibuprofen in real good.”
“Yeah, all better,” Orr agreed. “Get your ass into your own bed now and let’s both catch some zees.”
Jase just chuckled.
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