Chapter 23

It was my turn.

“We could be cheeky and use Connors for my maiden name. It would explain the corporate card if anyone checked,” I suggested.

The Major grinned at me and made a call. “Anne, it’s John Carmichael. I’m begging a favour.”

He grinned and went on, “Any chance you would like to add a Danny Connors to your list of favourite relatives. A mutual friend needs a little help. Yes, that one. Really! Wow! Thanks, Anne, you’re a gem.”

John closed the connection and grinned at us, “Anne said she is delighted to become reacquainted with her estranged great-niece. She is sending me a file for you. It includes the names of some of your relatives and tells us what they are up to these days. We can use it to put a history together for you. This could work out well.”

He looked at James and smiled. “I won’t have any trouble putting one together for you, son.”

“Thanks, Dad. So how soon are they going to let us out of here?” James wanted to know.

“We will need a week or two to get things organised. I hope you don’t mind, but I’d like to get a plastic surgeon to make a few small alterations to both of you. It won’t be drastic just enough to fool facial recognition software and make it harder for you to be recognised.”

James looked at me and then back at John. “It’s going to be hard to make her look any prettier,” he quipped.

John and I both chuckled.

“Very smooth, Son, that’s how you keep your love alive,” John replied.

I had to get up and go hug and kiss my James.

“Damn, Danny,” he grumbled after I let him get his breath back. John and I both chuckled at James’ tenting of the sheet.

John got up as a nurse bustled in to see why James’s pulse rate had jumped suddenly and said, “I think that is my cue to leave.”

James had his hands over his cock and blushed at the nurse, who chuckled and waved a ‘naughty finger’ at me and let herself back out. We both cracked up laughing, and then I just had to kiss him again. John was gone by the time I let James breathe on his own again.

I grabbed a handful of tissues and then crawled under the sheet with James. I took great delight in helping him relieve himself of his little problem. I was sure the nurses were chuckling about his heart rate being all over the place and knew exactly when he came and when he dropped into sleep.

I disposed of the tissues and crawled back in bed with my lover.

I was surprised by the delightful dream I was having.

James was doing very sinful things to my body in the dream. It felt so real that I woke when my body shuddered in orgasm. I opened my eyes to find James’s face close to mine. I also knew where the bugger had his hand and that the dream had reality attached to it.

“I love you,” he said softly to me.

I smiled and gently pressed my lips to his briefly. “And now you’re stuck with me,” I replied. “I’m sorry for dragging you into my problems, James.”

“Justin,” he replied. “The sooner we think of each other with our new names, the better. When I volunteered to come here with you, it wasn’t just to make your father happy, Danny. I love you, girl, and where you are, is where I will be. I think it is you who have become stuck with me.”

“I think I can live with those consequences as long as you don’t die on me again. You’ll break my heart if you ever scare me like that again. I may not be able to save you next time. I have no idea how I did it this time,” I told him softly and caressed his cheek.

James frowned at me and removed his hand from my body to touch the patch.

“I felt you do something. It was like you were pouring your love into me, but it was dreamlike. I think my desire not to leave you alone also stopped me from leaving. You are my heart and soul. As either Dusty or Danny or any other name you chose, I will always love you.”

“Good, I have kinda got used to having you around. Mind you, the next bitch that hits on you just might get socked in the mouth. It surprises me sometimes the feelings that you invoke in me. I guess I’ve fallen in love with you too, Justin James. I also think I might be a touch possessive. I hope you can live with it.”

“As long as you only hit her and don’t shoot her, I think I can live with you demonstrating your love for me,” he chuckled. “Mind you, that scary face you do, it does have a powerful effect and may reduce the number of lawsuits you get.”

I had to get up and go to the bathroom. I had a quick wash and rearranged my clothing, so I was decent again. I came back and helped Justin (as I will refer to him from now on), out of bed so he could go too. He didn’t wish me to hold it for him, as I offered, and he laughed at my pout.

A doctor came in and looked around. I pointed at the bathroom.

“Ah, yes. I have done up a couple of quick possible alterations for you and hum ... Justin, to choose from,” he said and pulled up one of the chairs.

I joined him as he flashed up three side by side images on the extra-large tablet he had with him. Justin joined us and looked over our shoulders at the images.

“Which one do you like?” I asked him.

“Sugar, it’s your face,” he told me.

“Yes, but you have to look at it. I really don’t care,” I told him. The doctor looked at me, startled. “As long as he is happy, I’m happy,” I told the doctor.

I’d never really paid a lot of attention to my looks before I met James. I was sure he would choose an image we could both live with.