“I’m finished. It’s all yours. Don’t forget to take your pills.”
“Um, yeah,” Kip replied, his mind more on the half-naked man in front of him than on pills, or anything else.
“Kip?” John said when he didn’t move.
“I heard you.” His gaze raked over John’s torso. “You have more of them.”
“Huh? Oh.” John grinned. “I’m the tattooed wonder.”
“You’re definitely a wonder.” Kip swallowed hard. “I, uh…The authorities want to talk to me. I told Mitch I’d be there in half an hour.”
“Then you’d better take a bath, not a shower. You don’t want to get your bandages wet.”
“Yes, papa.”
John growled. “I’m only two years older than you, so don’t go there.” Then he kissed Kip quickly before retreating into his bedroom,