There’s a bottle of water next to your bed and some ibuprofen. Take the pills. Drink the whole bottle. Then get in the shower.” When Wyatt didn’t move, Linc barked, “Now.” “I’m a little naked here.” Linc snorted. “If you’ve got something I’ve never seen, I’ll throw a dollar at it,” he promised, his voice far more gravelly than Wyatt remembered.
