hurts me, letting you go is the only option I can think of. It will be for the best… for both of us. I know in time, I’ll move on, you’ll meet someone else and not have me bothering you every week or getting jealous over them.”
“Daniel, there’s—”
“No!” Daniel took another step backwards. “Please, let me do this.” He took another big breath. “We just don’t work, end of story. We never will. We’re too similar. We’ve tried it all. It’s time to accept this and move on. I won’t call you, I won’t contact you at all, and I want you to do the same thing to me.”
Milo opened his mouth, but slammed it shut when Dalton popped his head around the corner, inquisitive blue eyes searching their body language for clues how things were going. “Hey, I got some good shots of Sleeping Beauty. You ready to go? We’ve got some paperwork to do before we clock off and I'm beat. That one’s not going anywhere tonight, Nurse said so. He’s out of action with the sleeping dope they gave him.” Dalton nodded at Daniel. “Hey, Danny, how’s things? You involved in the fire Sleeping Beauty got dragged out of?”
“Yeah.” Daniel ran his fingers through his hair and smiled. “It was me who dragged her out.”
Dalton and Milo shared a look, then Dalton grinned impishly, ready to tell Daniel all about she being a he.
Milo stopped him and pushed him away. “We’re having a private conversation here.”
“It’s fine. It’s over. I’ll see you two later.” Daniel walked off, leaving Milo open mouthed and Dalton grinning.
“Be quiet, dickhead.” Milo shoved Dalton out of the way and caught Daniel up. “Hey. I’m not finished with you yet.”
“But I'm finished with you,” Daniel growled out as he tugged his arm free and walked over to the nurse. “I called earlier. I'm Daniel Harris, I'm here to see Sam. The girl who was pulled from the fire this evening.”
“Oh, yes. The hero.” The nurse smiled, playing with her hair and smiling far too much at Daniel.
Milo moved next to him, throwing daggers at the nurse with his stare and holding onto him overly protectively as usual. “I’ll show him the room.”
He turned Danny around and stood him outside the door. Daniel moved in closer, peeking through the small, square window and smiled softly. He had such a big heart. Milo watched him, thinking how long he could go without him in his life, and knowing Daniel wouldn’t be so easily persuaded to let him back in this time.
“She looks much better than the last time I saw her. Cleaner.” Daniel went to open the door, but Milo stopped him.
“Yeah, about that. Look… she’s a man.” Milo waited for Daniel’s response, but got none and poked him in the shoulder.
“I heard you.” Daniel shrugged him off. “And you’re wrong. I saw her up close, held her in my arms, talked to her.”
“He’s got a dick, okay. It’s a man. Just a very…” Milo glanced at Samuel and took in his fine bone structure, elegant nose and cheekbones, long hair and oval shaped eyes. “Just a pretty one. He may be pre-op. Looks very female in appearance. They’re checking him for estrogen when his bloods come back.”
Daniel swallowed heavily, turning back to the door and opening it quietly. Milo followed him into the private room, standing beside him, glancing once more over the sleeping body of the young man he was so desperate to talk to such a short time ago. But now he was only thinking about Daniel and how his eyes never left the body in front of him, how his breath stopped in his chest as he walked closer to the bed, how he fisted his hands beside him and licked his bottom lip. Milo tensed all over. Daniel was attracted to Sleeping Beauty. More than attracted, he felt for him. It cut right through Milo like a knife and he turned away.
“I’ll be back in tomorrow. If he talks, you tell me, right? This is work, and I need to know anything he says.” Milo stormed out, tossing his head towards