Theo has to be the unluckiest man alive. He can’t manage a day without being involved in a calamity. But when a group of thugs steal his dog, Bacon, he can’t handle it. But after he meets Arty, the handsome ER doctor, he realizes that maybe things aren’t so bad. The two of them go on a mission to find Bacon the basset hound. At least, unless his luck can pull them apart.
Be Warned: m/m sex
“You’re having an unlucky day, Mr. Kenyon.” The doctor hovered at the end of the bed, but even the sight of him wasn’t enough to chase away the throbbing of his head.
“Every day is an unlucky day,” he muttered. “I used to think it was funny.”
“Well, maybe we can keep you safe overnight.” Frowning, Dr. Anderson glanced at the clock.
“Wait, I have work tomorrow.” Unlike a lot of people, Theo loved his job. “I can’t just take a day off.”
“I don’t feel right releasing you.” His health must have been truly concerning, because the doctor had a no-nonsense stare on his sexy face.
He hung his head, fiddling with the IV line. “Okay.”
“What do you do?” Though the ER was probably jammed, Dr. Anderson lingered, hand resting on his foot.
“I’m a manager at the animal shelter.” And it was a great job. Thank God they were a no-kill shelter or he never could have handled it. He loved working with animals and the openhearted people who wanted to adopt them. Nothing made him happier than an animal finding a forever home. “Wasatch County Animal Shelter.”
Nodding, Dr. Anderson squeezed his foot, and even now Theo’s heart sang a song in response. “Well, I’m off. Dr. Hendricks will be taking care of you tonight.”
His eyes fluttered. “You’re off the clock?”
“I just wanted to do a last check on you before going home.” Running his fingers over his lanyard, Dr. Anderson smiled at him, giving him a glimpse at heaven.
At his side Ana was grinning from ear to ear as Dr. Anderson left.
“Don’t. Say. It.” He crossed his arms.
Still wearing that damn smirk, she put her hands behind her head. “Wasn’t gonna.”