Involved in separate accidents. Russel and Finn end up sharing a cubicle in the ER on a busy night. As the hours pass, separately and together, they face issues of life and death, human nature, addiction, perceived shortcomings, love, romance, and sexual arousal.<br><br>Both men are feeling flirty and friendly at first, until they end up in a heated argument about what feature in a man is more important, his face or his body. After some time alone to think, Russel is eager to apologize for losing his temper and to explain where he was coming from. Unfortunately, Finn never returns from surgery, leaving Russel both sorry and worried.<br><br>Is Russel’s chance to make amends really gone? What will happen if the two ever do come face to face again? Can Russel win Finn over or will the need to prove his point screw everything up again?

An Arm and a Leg

Cristela handed me the control. “Buzz us if you need anything else.”


Had I been able to think up a good excuse for moving my bed ever so slightly forward, I would have verbalized it. Unfortunately, a higher head did nothing to get me closer to the tickle curtain. It actually left me farther away from it. “Don’t you think he’s…cold?”


I grimaced when Cristela touched my face, just as I had when Dr. Aluwahlia touched my leg, this time, not due to pain.


“Being chilly sometimes brings them around quicker.” Cristela moved to Finn, and brushed his cheek, too. “Old nurse’s trick.”


“Oh.” I’d never heard that. Then again, I didn’t know any old nurses.


“Yeah. Don’t forget to take back the pills.”


Finally, good fortune smiled upon me. Guitar case back in hand, Cristela swung it and herself around, serendipitously shifting the curtain while doing so, bringing it right to my palm.


Chapter 7