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saying, but he gathered that Tucker was ripping into James. Their voices rose then suddenly stopped. Both James and Tucker glared at him before stepping around the back of the truck to the driver's side. They loaded in, James sitting beside him.
    "To the hospital?" Tucker asked.
    "Yeah, the hospital."
    James threw his arm over Brody's shoulder and settled close to him. It was strange sitting with James pressed up against him but oddly comforting. They'd been in the truck for a short while when he felt James's fingertips running over his shoulder. The gentle brush against his arm sent tendrils of heat through him. His dick stirred again and no matter how much he fought the attraction, it was there, back in his face, making itself known.
    Brody glanced up and found James staring at him. This man was making him feel things he didn't want. When he'd first started really noticing guys, he'd pushed back, ignoring the tug of desire. When he'd been in Denver the last time, he'd gone to a gay bar, enjoying the attention he'd received from the guys, but he didn't really participate until a cute young thing approached him. The guy had been irresistible and insistent. He’d pushed all of Brody’s buttons without even trying. He looked like a much younger version of James, and a bit smaller too, but still, the same look as the man sitting beside him. At first, Brody said no to the very cute guy, but then he’d slid his fingers down Brody's chest and toyed with his belt buckle. Desire had filled Brody, and they’d gone to the back.
    In the dirty, rancid beer smelling hall, he’d had his first gay kiss. His dick had gone wild, filling out so quickly it hurt. Then the cute guy tried to open Brody’s pants and he’d freaked, running out to his truck and hopping in faster than lightning. He’d wanted to spend the night wrapped in the arms of a man, but he couldn’t take that step. With James, he knew he could.
    When he’d come home from Denver, he’d stuffed those desires away and focused on what he'd been told all his life mattered most, getting married to a good woman and having kids. He wanted kids, lots of them, but he didn't want a woman. Jessica had been available and a couple of friends set them up. He still woke in a sweat with thoughts of that guy kissing him, but now he feared he’d be thinking of James kissing him instead. Fuck, why did he want men, not women?
    Attraction was an odd thing. Women were nice, but they did nothing for him. He wanted a man. And though he shouldn’t admit it because it went against everything he’d learned as a kid, the truth was he liked guys. The conditioning from his upbringing had left him unable to acknowledge who he really was, so right now might be the only time he actually was honest with himself.
    They pulled up at the small hospital, all three of them silently staring at the emergency room door. Now that they were here, he wasn't sure he wanted to go in. The pain was lessening but not enough to skip the ER.
    "What are you going to tell them?" Tucker asked.
    "No clue." Telling the doctors he'd been hit by a car would lead to questions. Hell, everything would lead to questions.
    "I'll go in with you," James said.
    "Your truck. How will you get that?" Brody asked.
    James sighed and pinched his lips together. “I'll go in and make sure you get seen. Then I'll have Tucker take me to pick up my truck. I'll be back to take you home before they release you."
    Tucker cut the engine and rolled down the windows before stepping out of the truck. Then James slid over, and exited, leaving him alone. Brody let go of the breath he’d been holding. How the hell was this going to work? He’d been hit by a freaking car. They had to come up with a reasonable explanation before he entered the ER. Tucker and James both came around to help him slide out of the seat. Pain raced up his leg, but he stayed tough, not leaning on James too much until he wrapped his arm under Brody's for support.
    They walked