Page 34 of Shade
Dustin, clearly sensing Diego's confusion, explained, "I'm trans, and pregnant."
"Congratulations!" Diego said, instantly delighted by the news, which made Dustin happy as well.
The rest of the meal passed in a similar fashion, and we lingered for a while afterward since everyone wanted to talk to Diego. He had a smile on his face the whole time, and I got the feeling he liked talking to everyone as much as they enjoyed talking to him.
When we finally did make our way back to my area, we climbed right back into bed as Diego released a deep sigh.
"You're really lucky to have such nice friends."
"They're your friends now too," I reminded, which seemed to surprise him.
"You think so? They weren't just being nice because I'm your mate?"
I snorted at that, then pulled him into my arms until he was on top of me. He crossed his arms on my chest, resting his chin on them, his eyes on my face as if he could see me.
I cupped his face in one hand, rubbing my thumb under his eye. He pressed into my touch, making me smile.
"My friends aren't nice to people because they have to be, Diego. They were nice to you because they like you. Simple as that."
"Yeah?" he asked, a soft smile curving his lips, and I hummed.
We lay like that for a while, but then Diego sighed.
"I have school tomorrow."
"I know."
"I should probably go home."
"Why?"
"Well, I don't have clothes here, for one. Or my laptop. Or notes."
"I can grab anything you want," I offered, and he shook his head.
"Some of my stuff is in the living room, and it's not light-proof," he said, then pursed his lips, as if something had just occurred to him.
"What if the glitch happens again when I'm at work and you aren't able to get to a shadow quickly enough?"
"That won't happen. I'm fast," I assured him, and he sighed.
"But what if you're not? How about I fix up my bedroom and you stay there while I'm at work?"
"Diego," I murmured, not wanting him to worry about me.
"Please. Just until Zephyr fixes it."
"Okay," I relented, because I'd do anything to keep him from worrying.
"Good. I'll go home tonight, and you can come with me. You can help me secure the bedroom for daytime."
"Sounds good. What would you like to do until dinner?"
Diego bit his lower lip, then grinned. "I'm sure we can think of a few things to try."
"Oh yeah? Like what?"
He chuckled, then closed the distance between us to press his lips to mine as he murmured, "How about your cock, my mouth? Or vice versa?"
