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“I know. But you need to wake up ‘cause you’re in my bed.” “Huh?” Bill opened his eyes and sat up. He was in Rusty’s hospital room and Rusty was lying on a gurney next to him. Bill yawned. “Did I fall asleep?” “Sure did.” Rusty and the two orderlies chuckled. Bill felt a blush wash over the top half of his body. “Was I, uh, talking in my sleep?” The orderly at the head of the gurney laughed. “Just a little, yeah.” “Crap!” Bill sprang off the bed and stood at the other side of the room, mortified. Rusty started to lever himself up, but was told to take it easy by one of the orderlies. Rusty waited for the side of the gurney to be lowered and then was lifted into his bed, grumbling about how he wasn’t helpless. Bill, recovering from his embarrassment, reminded his lover what the docto