12-13-2017, 12:20 PM
The rancher hissed when the finger was pressed into his wound, shifting beneath his own weight and pushing his hand away, he cupped the girth of his stomach and sank away from the other man,"Why the hell-" He grit his teeth and his fist clenched as the burning didn't go away with the hand, his wound throbbing painfully now that it was disturbed again. Morrison looked at him and nodded at that, taking a breath and moving to lean back against the pillows, closing his eyes and grasping the sheets,"Just get on with it..."
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