Page 21 of Learning to Run

Cashel sighed, probably thinking the same things I’d been.“Yep, he’s a dirty bird.”

That set off the giggles in Gareth and he sounded like hewas about five and just discovered naughty words. He was so silly, he collapsedback and looked up at me, our limbs all tangled together and Cashel nowslightly squished. “You’re so good at explaining things.”

He was adorable.

And probably more tired than he realized.

“Thank you, baby.” Helping him move over so Cashel wasn’tcompletely stuck, I kissed his head. “How about we work on the cuddling part ofour plan, now?”

As he nodded, Cashel got free and climbed off the bed. “I’llget him a washcloth.”

That was a very good plan but my pants were already a messso I quickly shoved them off and tossed them toward the laundry basket in thecorner. My missing set off Gareth’s giggles again and he looked punch-drunk ashe sighed. “That was so…”

He didn’t make it any further, so I just stroked his headand nodded. “How are you feeling? Physical or emotional or just anything.”

Touching base with him when he was so giggly wasn’t easy,but his smile said I didn’t have anything to worry about. “My ass aches, butit’s not like a hurt when you stub your toe. Bodies are so weird.”

He had a good point.

“Because our brain is where pain gets translated intosignals and emotions get all mixed in it too. Your emotions changed it frombeing toe-stubbing pain to being orgasm-inducing pain.” Of course, Cashel hadto come in as we were talking about toe stubbing and he rolled his eyes.

“I can’t leave you guys alone for a second.” Shaking hishead, Cashel came over to the bed and actually managed to wipe off Gareth’spenis without squirming.

Gareth couldn’t seem to help himself, though.

Just as he opened his mouth, Cashel’s hand came up and hepointed at Gareth. “Don’t say it.”

Gareth shivered. “He’s such a Dom when he does that.”

Was that actually the reason he kept pushing Cashel’sbuttons?

Cashel threw up his hands and headed back to the bathroom,returning with less of a frown and without the washcloth. “I’m gone ten secondsand you’re already talking about ridiculous things when we’re supposed to becuddling.”

He gave Gareth another glare. “Because you’re so tired yougot the giggles.”

Gareth found that to be hilarious and it earned him anothereye roll from Cashel. “Sorry, Sir?”

Oh, that had Cashel’s eyes going wide and he didn’t knowwhat to say.

So, grumbling it was.

“I’m dirty and have a sub with a pink ass. What do you thinkyou should call me at this moment?” It was a wonderful way to say he had noidea what Gareth should call him.

Gareth was still beaming and actually sighed. “You’re socute.”

I loved the way he saw life.

“Come here. I haven’t gotten enough cuddles today.” It wasmy turn to be dramatic but it was a wonderful distraction, and Cashel evenquickly stripped off his pants before climbing up with us. “That’s much better.I haven’t been cuddled in hours.”

That had both of them snickering but neither called me outon my bullshit, so I rewarded each of them with a kiss as they snuggled up oneither side of me. “Perfect and I have Jude to thank because otherwise, I don’tthink you’d have slept over.”

No pants late-night cuddles definitely meant no one wasleaving, so I wasn’t surprised when Gareth nodded and Cashel groaned.

Our sexy drama queen covered his face with his hands andshook his head. “I’m going to be doing the walk of shame in cum-covered pants.God, someone just needs to shoot me.”

“Would you feel any better wearing some of Bates’s clothes?”Gareth might’ve been trying to be legitimately helpful, but the image he put inour heads was so bad Cashel started groaning again.

“I think the size difference might make it more noticeable.”They were right. Both of my boys needed a few things over at my place so Cashelwouldn’t have to keep meeting the neighbors in his pajamas…or in this case…cum-coveredpants.

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