My Brother My Mate
To get back at him a bit, though, I dug into the muscle with my fingers.
But he showed no reaction whatsoever.
“Your shoulder is fine,” I said, stepping back. “You can get down now.”
He thought for a moment, then smirked at me. “It actually wasn’t my shoulder that I hurt. It was my leg.”
“Seriously, Eric?”
“Just humor me, alright?” he asked.
For a few moments, I just stared at my brother. But his blue eyes seemed sincere; even if he really wasn’t hurt, I couldn’t deny him service. And besides, maybe if others saw him in here getting a check-up, they’d come and try it out as well.
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