Okay, the hot water of the bath had been a good idea, Landon reluctantly admitted to himself. He’d spent most of the day trying to be up and around and mobile in the hopes of strengthening his injured leg. The down side was that the quads and hamstrings started spasming and cramping by mid-day.
Sitting in the bathtub, he ground his knuckles into the muscles of his thigh, trying to force them to relax. He couldn’t press too closely to where the line of staples had been, but the rest he rubbed and squeezed. Eventually he quit and just sat there.
He wasn’t sure exactly how long Trey was gone, but the water was starting to cool by the time he heard footsteps coming up the stairs.
The bathroom door opened. Trey came back in and sat on the edge of the tub. “Better?” He had shed his flannel sh
