Free The Rocker Who Wants Me (The Rocker... Series) by Terri Anne Browning Page A

every time I got to see Harper these days.
    Linc let them hug a few more seconds before carrying Liam into the house. With one arm in a cast and his leg so unstable for the moment, Liam would be in a wheelchair for a few more weeks. The chair wouldn’t arrive until tomorrow, so Linc would be putting all his delicious muscles to good work. Liam hated it, but Linc didn’t complain. He was getting to carry around a pretty-boy rocker. He was in gay-boy heaven.
    “Don’t get any ideas, big man,” I heard Liam grumble as Linc carried him up the steps of the front porch and into the house.
    Linc snorted out a laugh. “Don’t worry, sexy. Your straightness is loud and clear.” He winked as he followed Marissa down a hall that obviously led to a bedroom.
    “We made Wroth’s office into a bedroom for you, Li,” Marissa informed her brother. “Everyone thought that with the stairs and the chair this would be the best thing. Once you get sorted, you won’t have to rely on anyone to get you up and down the stairs.”
    “Thanks, Rissa.” Linc placed him on the brand new hospital bed that was made up with an old quilt on top. There was a bathroom that connected to the room and I glanced inside, checking it out. If Liam wanted a shower, then Linc was going to have to help me with that. But looking at the size of that bathroom, I determined that wasn’t going to be easy. Three people, one of which was as big as a mountain, weren’t going to be able to fit in there unless I actually got in the shower with Liam.
    “I made your favorite,” Marissa said, moving around like a little ball of energy as she straightened things that didn’t need straightening. “Beef stew with thick gravy and yeast rolls. And I made some banana bread and a few pies. But if you want cake, I can make one.”
    “Chill out, Rissa.” Liam shifted on the bed, trying to find the most comfortable position. “I’m not really hungry.”
    “But…” Her face fell and she turned away before he could see her tears. “You should eat, Li.”
    Natalie wrapped an arm around Marissa’s shoulders. “It’s been a long drive, and he’s just tired. Once he’s had his shower and settled in a little more, he will be starving. I know I am, and the smells coming from your kitchen are making my stomach ache with how badly I want to eat. Can I have a bowl of stew?”
    “Oh. Yes, of course.” Marissa gave her a beaming smile as she led the way out of the room.
    Liam breathed a sigh of relief. “I’m really not hungry,” he told me as I took stock of the room and made a mental list of the things I was missing. Everything I had asked for was present and accounted for, down to the small pharmacy of meds that Liam required being lined up on the dresser.
    “It’s okay, I understand.” I turned toward Linc who was trying to slowly back out of the room. “Hey, not so fast. You’re gonna have to help with the shower.”
    Both men groaned and I glared at them both. “Shut up, you big babies.” I walked back into the bathroom and turned on the water. After only a small hesitation I stripped down to my bra and panties, thankful that I had on one of my cotton sets instead of the usual lace or silk that I favored. Grabbing a towel to wrap around me for the moment, I headed back in to help get Liam ready for his shower.
    His arm and leg had to be wrapped in trash bags to keep the casts from getting wet. His sweatpants were always a bitch to get on and off. Even with the stretchy material cut to get over the bulky cast, it was no easy feat to get him dressed and undressed.
    It took nearly forty-five minutes to get Liam showered and back in his bed with fresh underwear—the only clothes he had on. After getting him comfortable it was time to give his next dose of meds and then I made my way upstairs. Linc had left as soon as Liam was in bed, so I had to make my way through the maze of a house until I found someone. I was wet and despite the warmth of the house, I was