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Authors: Rissa Blakeley
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Geoff handed Henry a wet cloth.
“I’ve got to go. I will call you and let you know if I will be coming in.”
“Alright. Take care.” Henry hit the END CALL button and sat back in the chair, pressing the wet cloth to his temple.
The officer proceeded to ask Henry and Geoff what happened, asking him if he would be pressing charges against Mike for the initial attack. Henry declined. The officer gave him fair warning to control his temper. He also said that he may be charged, depending on the outcome of Mike’s condition.
The officer left and Henry breathed a small sigh of relief. Even though he was a smooth talker, he had still worried that he would be leaving the gym in handcuffs, which would fuck up everything for him. He really hoped that he wouldn’t hear about the situation ever again.
“My aunt is an ER doctor,” Geoff said. “I gave her a call. She said she would be willing to come down and stitch up your head so you don’t have to go to the hospital.”
“That would be great. Thanks.” At least that was a relief.
Once Geoff’s aunt stitched up Henry’s head, he headed home. He sat down on the dark gray couch in his apartment, cursing at himself for losing control. After examining his blood-stained hands, he knew he was going to need a fix soon to combat the blood loss. He decided he needed to shower and head to the office.
Henry walked into the blood bank and Jennifer gasped as soon as she saw him. He didn’t think he looked that bad when he checked his mug in the mirror before he left his apartment. He had a few light bruises but, considering his perspective on injuries, his condition was no big deal.
“Oh my! You look like a wreck.” She stood up. The few donors that were in the waiting area watched the exchange.
“Thanks. I got a couple of stitches.” He pointed at his temple. “Luckily, my epic hair should hide them until I can get them removed.” He sported the disheveled hair with ease.
“Christ! Are you okay, for real? You should just go home. We have it all handled.”
“I just came in to grab a few things, then I’m getting some food and heading home.”
“Okay. You let me know if you need anything. Don’t hesitate. You can call my cell, if need be.”
“Thanks.” Jennifer sat back down, still worried. Henry rushed off to his office, grabbed his ball cap, drank a couple vials, and headed back out. He was in and out in about ten minutes.
He stopped at the local burger joint for lunch. Their food was great and their bar was even better because they stocked what he liked to drink. He sat up at the bar, like usual.
“Let me guess…the usual?” The barmaid leaned over and rested her elbows on the bar, making sure that her cleavage was available for Henry’s viewing pleasure. She always flirted with him. When he visited the joint, she would practically crawl over everyone to wait on him. He figured she would shove an elderly person or a child in the way of a moving vehicle just so she could get to him first.
She wanted him, and he had considered her a few times. But, after seeing that black-haired beauty at the bookshop, he wasn’t interested in the barmaid anymore.
“You know me so well. Make the food to go today, please,” he said with a flirty smile. She grabbed the bottle of Walkers and poured him a double.
“You in a hurry to get out of here today?” Then she squinted at him. Her eyes darted around his slightly bruised face. “What happened? Did you get into an accident or something?”
“Yeah, something like that.” Henry picked up the glass of whiskey and took a sip, feeling the heat hit the pit of his stomach. “I’m fine. I’m just busy today.”
“Well, if you need someone to nurse you back to health…”
Henry held up his hand. “Look, you’re nice and quite beautiful, but I’m interested in someone else.” Her face dropped. Everyone at the bar was giving side glances toward him, then looking at the barmaid.
“Got it,” she bit
“I’ve got to go. I will call you and let you know if I will be coming in.”
“Alright. Take care.” Henry hit the END CALL button and sat back in the chair, pressing the wet cloth to his temple.
The officer proceeded to ask Henry and Geoff what happened, asking him if he would be pressing charges against Mike for the initial attack. Henry declined. The officer gave him fair warning to control his temper. He also said that he may be charged, depending on the outcome of Mike’s condition.
The officer left and Henry breathed a small sigh of relief. Even though he was a smooth talker, he had still worried that he would be leaving the gym in handcuffs, which would fuck up everything for him. He really hoped that he wouldn’t hear about the situation ever again.
“My aunt is an ER doctor,” Geoff said. “I gave her a call. She said she would be willing to come down and stitch up your head so you don’t have to go to the hospital.”
“That would be great. Thanks.” At least that was a relief.
Once Geoff’s aunt stitched up Henry’s head, he headed home. He sat down on the dark gray couch in his apartment, cursing at himself for losing control. After examining his blood-stained hands, he knew he was going to need a fix soon to combat the blood loss. He decided he needed to shower and head to the office.
Henry walked into the blood bank and Jennifer gasped as soon as she saw him. He didn’t think he looked that bad when he checked his mug in the mirror before he left his apartment. He had a few light bruises but, considering his perspective on injuries, his condition was no big deal.
“Oh my! You look like a wreck.” She stood up. The few donors that were in the waiting area watched the exchange.
“Thanks. I got a couple of stitches.” He pointed at his temple. “Luckily, my epic hair should hide them until I can get them removed.” He sported the disheveled hair with ease.
“Christ! Are you okay, for real? You should just go home. We have it all handled.”
“I just came in to grab a few things, then I’m getting some food and heading home.”
“Okay. You let me know if you need anything. Don’t hesitate. You can call my cell, if need be.”
“Thanks.” Jennifer sat back down, still worried. Henry rushed off to his office, grabbed his ball cap, drank a couple vials, and headed back out. He was in and out in about ten minutes.
He stopped at the local burger joint for lunch. Their food was great and their bar was even better because they stocked what he liked to drink. He sat up at the bar, like usual.
“Let me guess…the usual?” The barmaid leaned over and rested her elbows on the bar, making sure that her cleavage was available for Henry’s viewing pleasure. She always flirted with him. When he visited the joint, she would practically crawl over everyone to wait on him. He figured she would shove an elderly person or a child in the way of a moving vehicle just so she could get to him first.
She wanted him, and he had considered her a few times. But, after seeing that black-haired beauty at the bookshop, he wasn’t interested in the barmaid anymore.
“You know me so well. Make the food to go today, please,” he said with a flirty smile. She grabbed the bottle of Walkers and poured him a double.
“You in a hurry to get out of here today?” Then she squinted at him. Her eyes darted around his slightly bruised face. “What happened? Did you get into an accident or something?”
“Yeah, something like that.” Henry picked up the glass of whiskey and took a sip, feeling the heat hit the pit of his stomach. “I’m fine. I’m just busy today.”
“Well, if you need someone to nurse you back to health…”
Henry held up his hand. “Look, you’re nice and quite beautiful, but I’m interested in someone else.” Her face dropped. Everyone at the bar was giving side glances toward him, then looking at the barmaid.
“Got it,” she bit
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