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ASHER
All I had in the house that I could fix quick was a Mrs. Calendar’s microwave dinner, so I heated that up quickly. The other guys had made themselves at home, relaxing on the couch, watching TV and drinking beers. I'd put a shopping list together soon. I had to go pick up crutches for Jesse, too. Even if it was only going to be two weeks before the cast came off, that would be a long two weeks if he didn't have any way of getting up and around.
I knocked softly on the door, and when Jesse didn't answer, I pushed the door open slowly. The light from the hallway fell over his face, and his sleep-closed eyes scrunched, then relaxed. He looked so tiny in my giant bed. It was beyond tempting to crawl in bed and snuggle up to his warmth. I took the opportunity to study him. He was sh
