Page 43 of Lorcan
“That’s true.” Cody feathered my hair again. “But I try to be honest in everything I do. Would I say something honest if it would hurt the person? Not directly, no. Because sometimes the unvarnished truth is too much to handle. I might find more-tactful ways of couching something—but I won’t lie to them.”
That reassured me. “I don’t want to overstay my welcome.”
He chuckled and his stomach pressed against the back of my head in a comforting way.
“I’d ask you to stay until Monday, if you could.”
I stilled. “Well…”
“Oh. Okay. Please stay until Monday. I know you’ll have to go home at some point, but if you could come back and stay, that would be lovely. I want to get to know you, and I think the best way to do that is to immerse ourselves. But that might be too much for you to—”
“I’ll do it.”
He let out a sigh—almost as if he hadn’t been certain what I’d say. “Are we going to play all the time?”
Again, he chuckled. “As much as you want. I’d love to take you to the pet store in the mall just down the hill. I think we might find you something special. Although I bought some other things as well last night. I wasn’t certain what you might like.”
My heart did a little pitter-patter. “Maybe…maybe you can show me first? I mean, if that’s okay. I might not need anything else.”
“Puppies always deserve toys.”
I rolled onto my back so I could face him.
Probably squishing his cock in the process, but he didn’t complain.
“I don’t want to ask too much. You’ve got bills to pay. Things you should be saving for.”
His smile appeared a little lopsided as he again stroked me. This time up and down my chest.
I nudged the robe open more.
He used his fingernails as he scratched the pelt of hair on my chest. In my younger days, I’d been embarrassed about just how hairy I was. Stephen said he didn’t care—but I’d always questioned that.
Clearly Cody was quite pleased with it.
He squeezed my nipple.
My breath caught and my cock twitched.
As he cradled my head, he lowered his face so our noses almost touched.
I arched my neck.
Our lips touched.
Sweet. Tender. Heartbreaking.
He was such a generous soul. Even from the little I’d glimpsed of him, I knew he gave his everything no matter what he was doing. Now, he was offering me a chance to be myself—my true self—for a couple of days. He pulled back.
I grinned. “I accept your offer. Yes, I should go home tomorrow morning to grab fresh clothes for Monday and maybe pajamas.”
“Oh.” He shrugged a little. “I figured I could jack up the heat and you could stay naked.”
My cock chubbed. “Naked?” I swallowed.
“Just a thought. Most puppies don’t wear clothes in the house. I mean, unless they want to or unless it’s cold.”
“Most puppies don’t wear coats unless it’s cold outside.” I tried to suppress a grin.
