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wasn"t,
    but it was hot and looked somewhat nutritious.
    When the plane finally landed at Arlanda airport in
    Stockholm he was exhausted. He no longer minded sitting in
    a wheelchair, there was no way he could have gotten up to
    walk. It was as if the accident had finally caught up with
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    him. He left the organization of the baggage transport back
    to the house to the nurse and dozed in his corner until she
    was done.
    Once she"d wheeled him out of the secure baggage
    reclaim area he perked up a little. Lance hadn"t said
    anything, but secretly Magnus was hoping he"d be here at
    the airport. Even if it might make transportation to the
    hospital tricky, because he wasn"t sure they"d let him ride in
    the ambulance he"d been told he needed.
    “Magnus!” Lance"s voice wasn"t loud, but he was so
    attuned to it, he would have noticed it anywhere.
    “Lance.” He had tears in his eyes when Lance walked
    toward him.
    His fiancé wore tight jeans and a light sweater matching
    the brown of his eyes. He had never looked better. He held
    out his hand and Lance gripped it as he bent down to
    embrace him. Magnus slid his arms around him, buried his
    face in his neck and held on as if his life depended on it.
    “I love you.” Lance was whispering so they wouldn"t be
    overheard.
    “I love you too.” Magnus didn"t care who heard.
    He wasn"t going to let go. He had his älskling finally
    back in his arms and that was all that counted.
    “Come on, let"s get you to the hospital so we can both
    get some rest.” Lance stood up, but didn"t let go of his hand.
    “A very good idea.” The nurse held out a hand for Lance
    to shake. “I"m Veny and in charge of getting your fiancé into
    hospital.”
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    “Nice to meet you, Veny.” Lance shook her hand briefly
    but looked straight back at Magnus when he was done. “The
    ambulance is outside, I"ll lead you to it.”
    When they reached it, Veny assisted the paramedics in
    getting him inside. Man, it was good to lie down. Lance
    climbed in and sat right beside the gurney. The paramedics
    didn"t even bat an eyelash. Lance had clearly managed to
    impress someone in charge with the importance of getting
    what he wanted.
    No, what they both needed.
    “Have a safe trip, and good luck with the leg.” Veny
    waved goodbye, the doors were closed, and it was just the
    two of them and their chaperone paramedic.
    Magnus didn"t even mind. He only had eyes for Lance
    one way or the other, and his fiancé wasn"t looking anywhere
    else either. Now that they were reunited, everything was
    going to fall into place.
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    Chapter Nine

    MAGNUS opened his eyes slowly. He looked around the
    room, realizing that he was in his parents" house and that
    today was his wedding day. Sunrays tickled his nose, and
    the open window let in the cacophony of birdsong that
    characterized the first few hours after sunrise. Which meant
    it was probably still the middle of the night, but he didn"t
    care.
    Today couldn"t start early enough.
    He grinned and turned onto his side so he could watch
    Lance sleep. His soon to be husband had finally gotten used
    to the very short nights. Magnus hoped he would have less
    trouble with the equally short days in the coming winter.
    The last three weeks had been hard work in a sense that
    Magnus had never before appreciated. Quitting his job had
    been relatively easy. They"d said they were sorry to see him
    go, but in truth, they were probably relieved in the context of
    the budget cuts.
    No, the real issue was that he"d always taken his health
    and fitness for granted. Having been hurt like he had and
    struggling just to be able to walk at his own wedding had
    been much harder than he"d anticipated. All the
    professionals had told him what amazing progress he"d
    made, but he didn"t feel it. The bottom line was that he was
    impatient.
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