"I… I…" Trick stammered.
"Come on," the Dom said, interrupting. Before Trick knew
what was happening, Phoenix stood and swung Trick up into his
arms where he cradled him against his chest. Trick wrapped his
arms around the man's neck and held on for dear life as they
made their way to the car. Phoenix jostled him a little, pulled
out keys, opened the door, and placed Trick gently on the
passenger seat. The warm dryness of the car felt wonderful, and
Phoenix reached across Trick, taking the seat belt and belting
him in before he closed the door. Trick watched as he walked
around the front of the car and then opened his own door,
climbing in. "I'm gonna take you to UCLA and get an X-ray on
that ankle," Phoenix said.
