“I’m still injured.” Iz pouts and holds up his cast.
“Oh man, that sucks. Can I sign your cast?” Whit asks.
Izzy looks surprised, like he’d never even thought about it. “Sureyoucan, but not him. He’d draw dicks on it.”
I laugh. “You know me too well.”
“I’m glad you made it here early.” Dad gives me a hug.
“He would have been earlier, but he insisted on stopping to pick me up,” Whit tells them.
“Oh my god! This is so exciting. Leo’s never brought a guy home, ever,” Izzy tells Whit. “He’s more of a hit?—”
“Izzy,” Dad warns, and he stops talking.
Something is weird here. That’s when I notice the cat tower I sent for the cat they found in the snow and named Winter.
“Hey, where’s my pretty niece? I really want to squeeze her fluffy cheeks.”
“Oh, she’s around somewhere,” Izzy says. “She gets nervous whenever the doorbell rings.”
“Which it has been doing a lot of recently because someone is ordering too much stuff,” Dad accuses me.
“I will not apologize for spending my money on my family.” I pat Whit’s tummy. “I only got you a few things.”
“Aww, you didn’t need to get me anything.” This boy is so sweet.
“A few are for me,” I purr, and Whit blushes. He’s so pretty.
“Leo, why don’t you go put your stuff in your room,” Dad says, “and I’ll make up the couch for Whit.”
What the fuck is he talking about? Whit is sleeping with me— Oh. I laugh out loud.
“Good one, Dad.” He grins at me. “Although where is Izzy going to sleep now? I’m sure he doesn’t want to hear me and Whit?—”
“For the love of god, do not finish that sentence,” Dad begs, and I laugh again.
“Come on and catch me up?” Izzy grabs my arm and pulls me out of the room. I look back and see Whit smiling at me as he watches me go. He’ll be okay with Dad for a little while.
Izzy shuts the door and hugs me. “I missed you.”
“I missed you too.” It feels so good to hug him. “How are you really feeling?”
“Still sore, but it’s not as bad.” Izzy waves his hand. “Enough about me. You brought a guy home?”
“Well, he was supposed to go home and visit his family, but with all the snow, his flight was canceled, and I didn’t want him to be alone.”
Izzy is just smiling at me. “My slut is growing up,” he says proudly and hugs me again.
“Yeah, yeah,” I grumble and pat his back.
“What makes him so special that you would settle down for him?”
“He’s strong and confident, but not afraid to let go and let me lead.”
“Does he let you take care of him?”
“He does.”
