As usual, Caleb slept in the nude. Sebastian exhaled, happy that he didn’t see any other bandages. He slowly lowered the sheet and walked out. When he got back to the kitchen, he texted Garrison. Were you with Caleb earlier?
A couple of seconds had passed before he received a reply. Yeah. Is he asleep? He had a major headache from the surfboard hitting him earlier. Gave him one of my muscle relaxants I still had.
Sebastian’s heart raced in anger. Did you take him to the doctor? What did the doctor say?
Sebastian switched to another screen to find out when he’d last texted Caleb. It’d been when Caleb was at the Youngblood racing garage.
Garrison’s reply text came back. Refused to go to the doctor. We took him home and he said he would be fine. He should be. He has a slight cut on his head and a little bump.