Declan
Iemerged from the bathroom only slightly disappointed that Erik hadn’t come in to help me bathe, the way he had Sonny. Although that was probably for the best. I was feeling all kinds of confused about what was going on here.
The cottage was so tiny that the bathroom was next to the cupboard, which was next to the kitchen. There really wasn’t much room to hide.
The first thing I saw was Sonny, about to open the cupboard door. I opened my mouth but was too late. Sonny opened the door.
“Careful—”
The cardboard box fell out and hit Sonny on the nose.
“Ow!” His arms flailed and he fought the box away.
I used my crutch to help me hop over there but I couldn’t help. I hated that one hand was taken up with the crutch because it meant I didn’t have any spare hands to help Sonny. He sorted it, pushing the box away.
“Is this a burglar trap or something?”
“No, I think there’s just not a lot of room here to store things.”
Sonny gave a hum of agreement, but his face was serious and he took in the small cottage. I was desperate to know what he was thinking. I couldn’t work out how the ask, though.
I took too long to decide. Sonny put the box on the floor behind us and dived into the cupboard, fighting through the coats.
I ended up asking, rather lamely, “What are you doing?”
“I’m looking for a charger. You don’t think Erik will mind, do you?”
“No, I don’t think so.”
“Good. I’m going to see if I can get my phone working.”
I watched him rifle through a few crates on the top shelves and then turned away. “I’ll go and put these in the wash.”
I nodded at the bundle of my clothes that were under my free arm, the ones I’d had to roll into a ball so I could hold them without getting spunk all over me. Damn, I hadn’t realised how hot it would be to have Sonny and Erik grinding against me like that. And the way they’d worked my dick, together…
Turning quickly, I went into the kitchen so Sonny wouldn’t catch a glimpse of my face, which I was sure was heating up. I couldn’t get the sound of his muffled scream out of my head. I really, really wanted to hear that sound again, preferably not so muffled next time.
I threw my clothes into the machine and then studied the dials, turning them to a short wash and looking round for detergent. I was distracted by Sonny’s startled, “Oh!”
Leaving the washing, I hurried back to the cupboard, all of five steps.
“What is it?”
“Nothing. I just saw Erik’s skates, that’s all. I thought he was, um, never mind.”
I frowned, watching Sonny begin to blush.
“You thought he was naked?”
“Oh my god, I didn’t say that! I didn’t imagine him naked!”
A little laugh bubbled up my throat. “You didn’t imagine it, Sonny. Erik reallywasnaked.”
“Oh, phew, I thought I was so out of it that I’d been hallucinating or something. Why was he naked?”
I shrugged. “I— No idea. I never got to the bottom of that.”
Sonny wiggled his eyebrows. “More important things to get to thebottomof?”
