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and Nathan glanced up at the ceiling, like he was waiting for some higher power to give him strength. Eric’s general lightheartedness had rubbed off on Sam, and he started to feel better about the prospect of Nathan and Eric working together. Even though Eric would probably fuck Nathan gladly, he wasn’t the type to get involved with another man’s boyfriend—unless asked, of course. And he certainly didn’t seem interested in settling down.
    “The man is a menace,” Nathan groused once they’d shown Eric the extra room, and he said he was going to take a shower. “I can’t believe he was flirting with you in front of me.”
    “I like him.”
    Nathan’s eyes glinted. “Oh, you’re so in trouble now.”

Chapter Five
     
     
    SAM PRESSED a kiss to his brother’s smooth, cool forehead. He smelled clean—like the baby shampoo the Shady Brook staff used on patients. But Tim was almost twenty-three years old.
    “How’s everything going in here?”
    Sam smiled as he turned to find his brother’s nurse, Lisa, wearing scrubs covered with bears juggling tiny oranges and apples. He almost never saw her in a repeat pair. She wheeled in the new bag of IV fluid and started to unhook the depleted one with efficient movements.
    “Oh, not too bad,” Sam said, watching her.
    “Whatcha reading today?”
    Sam glanced at the book in his hands. Every time he visited his little brother, he spent some time reading out loud to him. Lisa suggested it would help keep Tim’s brain active, and it provided the additional bonus of giving Sam something to do. That day he’d chosen an old Sherlock Holmes mystery, The Hound of the Baskervilles . Sam had liked reading Arthur Conan Doyle when he was younger.
    “Oh, neat,” said Lisa, swiping her bangs back from her forehead. “Don’t mind me. I’ll just be a minute.” She checked Tim’s blood pressure and wrote a couple things down on her chart. “Holler if you need anything in here. All right?”
    Sam thanked her. After she left, he settled down in the chair next to Tim’s bed and opened the book. About fifteen minutes later, he sighed and closed it again.
    “Nathan’s leaving tomorrow,” he said.
    The doctors didn’t know if Tim was aware of his surroundings, but Sam imagined his brother could hear him. He wondered what he might say in response.
    Sorry, bro. That sucks.
    But Tim never used to call him “bro.” He’d called him a jerk on several occasions. Sam realized with a pang that he didn’t know what his brother might say, and he probably never would. Still, it helped to talk about it. For the sake of secrecy, he wasn’t able to share his fears with Rachel and Yuri. But Tim was a good listener.
    “I’m sure everything will be fine. I’m worrying for nothing. Eric doesn’t seem like a bad guy.” In any case he still had the mayor’s murder to occupy him, among other projects, so he’d have plenty to distract him while Nathan was away. As long as he didn’t think too hard about what his boyfriend would be doing there, he’d be fine. He had to trust in Nathan.
    He squeezed Tim’s hand again, and just for a second, he imagined Tim squeezed back.
     
     
    WHEN HE got back to the apartment, he discovered Nathan and Eric in the living room, trying on bondage gear. Or rather Eric was trying on bondage gear. Nathan was dressed in his regular clothes, but Eric sported a rubber collar that fit snugly around his thick neck. He also wore a pair of nipple clamps, connected together by a thin metal chain dangling between his tattooed pecs.
    “Uh.” Sam blinked as he came into the living room. “Am I interrupting something?”
    Eric grinned and held his arms wide. “Whaddya think?” His nipples were pinched into tight beads by the clamps, and Sam couldn’t help staring.
    “What did you guys do? Raid a sex shop?”
    “Nope,” Eric said, bending over to rummage through a large cardboard box. “This is all my stuff. Had it shipped.” He pulled out a black