Sunlight pulled me out of the sleep before I got an answer, streaming through the window, bathing my face in warmth.
My eyes adjusted immediately, another perk of being The Sun. I’d slept in the hallway, Riley curled up beside me.
I shook him gently. “Time to get up.”
He moaned, stirring a tad.
Bless.
“Riley, honey? You have to get up. Or at least get into a real bed.” I stretched, getting to my feet.
I knew what would get him up.
“Pre-Aurora, my back would be complainingabout sleeping on a floor all night,” I said. “The last time I did it was after shagging this guy Rick in LA. He liked to use his tongue like a dick, and whoa did he eat me like a trifle. He?—”
Riley shot upright. “Okay. I’m up.”
I snorted. “Success.”
He rubbed his eyes. “Trifle…”
“You sure you don’t want to hear the rest of the story?”
On his feet, he started walking away. “No. I’m fine. See you at breakfast.”
“Hey!” I yelled.
He paused, turning around. “What’s wrong?”
I opened my arms. “Where’s the good morning for your big brother?”
“We do good morning hugs now?”
I nodded enthusiastically. “As long your breath isn’t honking.”
“Rude!” He gave me a big, squishy hug.
“This is nice.” I patted his back.
The hug ended, and I ruffled his hair.
He giggled. “Silly big brother.”
“Yes, honey. Yes.” I ruffled those messy tresses again.
He scrunched up his face, smiling.
“Want to join me for a workout?”
Riley grimaced. “I’d better get back to Drake in case he wanders too far and sets off our bond.”
“Probably best,” I said.
Drake might be smoking hot, but I didn’t fancy seeing the guy’s cock swinging about in this hallway.
Ollie’s, on the other hand…
Thank Hecate he was okay. I wanted to check on him, but decided to wait until I saw him at breakfast. Best not to bug him when my existence already seemed to grate on his nerves.
