Free Beyond The Music (The Rock Gods Book 7) by Ann Lister

Lincoln throughout the afternoon and finished with some light exercises in Lincoln’s basement gym before they quit for the day. Aaron prepared some kind of spinach and egg dish that Lincoln found himself moaning aloud with approval.
    “Tomorrow your meals will start being delivered,” Aaron said as he spooned another piece of the egg creation onto Lincoln’s plate.
    Lincoln set his fork down and looked at Aaron sitting at the kitchen table with him, appearing to be all domesticated and . . . fucking delicious. “So, what’s the deal here?” Lincoln asked.
    “What do you mean?” Aaron asked and slipped another forkful of food into his mouth.
    “You’re still at my house,” Lincoln bluntly pointed out. “I’m wondering what happens now. Do you stick around to tuck me into bed and maybe read me a bedtime story before you finally leave? Then do you come back tomorrow, or is this an every other day thing where you work with me? I guess I’m wondering what the fucking schedule is with this . . . nurse gig you have going on with me.”
    “Typically when I take on a client with the medical needs you have, I move in and work one-on-one with them,” Aaron explained.
    “You really think I’m that fucking needy?” Lincoln asked.
    “Well, needy in the sense that you have a deadline where you need to be stronger by a certain date,” Aaron replied. “Spumoni mentioned you needed to be ready for a tour in a few weeks. Is that correct?”
    “Yeah, that’s right, but I’m not sure I see the need for you to live with me,” Lincoln countered. “That’s all I’m saying. You being here twenty-four-seven makes things feel . . . weird.”
    Aaron seemed to be absorbing Lincoln’s words carefully before he spoke again. “You mentioned you fell in the shower yesterday, right?”
    “So fucking what?” Lincoln argued. “I’ve fallen on my ass in every room in this house, including the patio out by the pool. Why does it matter that I fell in the shower?” Aaron smiled as if he had insider information or something and it pissed off Lincoln even more.
    “The fact you’ve admitted to falling that much around the house concerns me,” Aaron stated. “You really need someone to stay with you, at least until you get stronger.”
    “Is that what you think?” Lincoln was clearly angry and he didn’t care if Aaron felt his wrath. “Look, I did all you asked of me today, but I see no reason for you to hang-out here with me tonight. Unless you plan on watching me while I sleep, or maybe you’ll be joining me in bed? Is that where you get your kicks? Or maybe you’re planning to shower with me, you know, to hold me upright, so I don’t fall again? If that’s the case, I hope you’re also planning on jerking me off, too, because I love to start my day with a nice hot shower and a fresh load sprayed against the tiles of the shower wall.”
    That last part was a bald-faced lie, but Lincoln threw it in strictly for shock value. And Aaron seemed to be needing a healthy dose of some shock and awe right now in order to leave him the fuck alone like he wanted. Getting him stronger for the tour was one thing. Babysitting him was another.
    “If you’re attempting to scare me, you’ll have to try harder,” Aaron said. “Your bathroom habits don’t stun or offend me in the least. I mean, what guy doesn’t like to start his day as you described?”
    Is this fucking guy mocking me right now? Lincoln stood up from his chair quickly and damn near fell onto his ass . . . again. He managed to grip the edge of the table this time before he crashed and burned, but the look of disapproval on Aaron’s face was almost worse than the pain involved had his head hit the floor. So much for his dramatic exit!
    “Tomorrow your shower is scheduled to have the safety bars mounted to the walls,” Aaron’s tone was flat. “Then, you can jerk your dick all day long in there and not have to worry about splitting your head open from a