He beamed. “We will.”
Because to be perfectly honest, the alternative sucked, and he just wasn’t interested in going back and being whatever Herschel wanted him to be.
“I don’t understand it,” he admitted.
“Which part?” Ryder asked on his way to the kitchen.
“Well, I mean, I don’t know how anybody would want someone who didn’t want them.”
“Oh, I know this one!” Connal bounced. “Because people are stupid and selfish and?—”
“Greedy. Don’t forget greedy,” Ryder added. “I always liked greedy as a reason.”
Con shrugged. “Possessive, too. And they can’t handle being told no. Then there’s the part where they just simply can’t believe that somebody doesn’t want them completely. It’s a thing.”
“And do you understand this thing?” Ryder asked Con.
“Of course I do. I’m irresistible, but I would never force myself on someone.”
Nolan giggled because Con made him laugh. Just full-on silly man-bear.
Rye cooked for them, and then they ate their sammies and chatted, both big bears helping him.
Ryder glanced at the drone once Nolan had run out of pieces to glue back in. “Looks great, babe. We should take our tea and go upstairs.” Ryder gave Con a pointed stare.
Nolan blinked up, smiling. “Oh, I could go upstairs. I think in fact I could totally do that. I’ll see you later, Con.” He couldn’t stop his blush if he wanted to. But it was totally pleased. It felt so good to be wanted. And then wanted for him alone.
“Dirty bears. Go have fun. Know that I am jealous.”
He waved, and his cheeks were burning as he headed upstairs with Ryder, but not bad enough that he wasn’t going to do it.
He hoped that there was going to be something fun and amazing waiting in the bedroom, something that involved riding his bear into the ground.
I can hear you. Be good. We’re heading upstairs. There’s a door that locks.
And a big bed,he pointed out.A big bed for big bears.
Funny how that works out.Ryder chuffed softly, his nostrils flaring.I wasn’t sure why I needed such a big bed. Now I knew it was just waiting for you, and I didn’t even realize it.
Nolan could handle that. They snuck down the hallway, and he thought they’d made it, but no. He groaned when Race opened the door of the guest room.
“I thought I heard someone coming.”
“Shouldn’t you be resting?” Nolan asked, his voice little more than a growl.
Race gave him the hairy eyeball. “Yeah, I guess I’m on high alert.”
“Oh that’s a shame, go back to sleep.”Now, now would be good.
“You want to come in and chat?”
Thinking fast, he lifted his hand. “I can’t! Greasy fingers! I put that drone together though if you want to go downstairs and look at it.”
Oh, that was very well done, mate.
Thank you. I amsonot in the mood as much I adore him.
Nolan loved his brother dearly. His brother was his hero, but Ryder was his mate, and they were in a very new mating cycle. He wanted to go be busy and adult and naked.
