Trevor smiled. “You’re on. Thank you for finally getting this office to settle down.” He glanced over at Peter. “Do you want to sit in while I go over these results?”
Peter visibly relaxed, looked at Russell, and shrugged. “Why the heck not? The man did list me as his emergency contact and next-of-kin on the forms at the hospital.” He grinned at the surprised look on Russell’s face.
The meeting became a blur. When Russell heard that there was malignancy in several of the polyps that had been removed, his brain turned off his hearing. He had cancer, the same disease that claimed other members of his family. He wondered how Peter could possibly want to date someone who was most likely going to die a rather unpleasant death. He didn’t notice when Trevor left the room. He felt strong arms around his shoulders and a kiss brushed his cheek. He noted the concern on Peter’s face.