floors got pretty warped – don’t worry, everything else is fine! Brooks and I figured we’d get them redone as a surprise, but no, you had to come home in the middle of it all.”
Ryker groaned.
“Anyway, it’s done and you can walk on them – no shoes! But you can’t put furniture back for two more days. We fixed your bedroom for you, figured we’d just get the whole house done so everything matched, and if you like we’ll help you put everything back. Anyway, welcome home, Merry Christmas.”
“Just like Carrick,” Ryker snorted, shoving his phone in his pocket. He gestured around the room with a sweep of his arm. “I can’t even be upset because it’s so damn kind of him, but horribly inconvenient.” He chuckled dryly. “Although I was supposed to be gone another couple of weeks.” He looked at me and his eyes widened, then he kicked off his shoes and hurried into the empty room.
I did the same and followed him up the stairs. It seemed that his bedroom was carpeted, but clearly not every upstairs room was. There was a neatly made bed shoved up into a corner, surrounded by towering piles of everything else.
“I can find a hotel,” I said, realizing that there wouldn’t be anywhere for me to sleep. Even if we could dig out an alternate bed – assuming he had anything suitable – there wasn’t even room for it in the bedroom.
“No,” Ryker said, “Anything that didn’t close for the off-season is booked solid for the holidays. Besides, you blew all your money, right? I said you could stay, you can stay. We can just share the bed.”
3. Ryker
“Share the bed?” Cody echoed incredulously.
I winced; I forgot humans didn’t seem to be as flexible about that sort of thing.
“Not if you aren’t comfortable,” I said quickly. “I wasn’t thinking.” I really hadn’t been thinking, sure another shifter wouldn’t have cared, but even then it was odd for me to just offer it to a stranger. “I guess I just feel bad I offered you a place to stay and you get this mess.”
“At least it doesn’t smell like new flooring,” he pointed out. “You caught me off guard is all. I wouldn’t… I don’t think I’d mind sharing… I’m pretty tired…”
“Me too.”
That was that, then. My bathroom, thankfully, was useable and it seemed that Carrick had turned my water back on for me, so I took a quick shower. Cody did the same and by the time I was done trying to extricate some clean clothes for both of us, he was ready.
“There’s a change of clothes out here,” I called, knocking on the bathroom door.
“Oh, thank you!”
I gave him a couple of options and when he came into the room I could see he chose just a nightshirt and boxers. My clothes looked like they fit him perfectly.
With a shy smile and another grateful thanks, he climbed into bed with me. I realized, belatedly, that I was trapped between him and the wall, but I was too tired to bother getting up and moving. Hoping I wouldn’t need to get up to pee, I told him goodnight.
I woke up with my face against a wall. I blinked at it in confusion and soon realized I was resting on a somewhat stiff, sore shoulder. Probably the plane, I thought, as I recalled my long weekend of travel. I yawned and rolled over to relieve the discomfort and found myself face to face with a man in my bed. I cried out in alarm before remembering I was back in my own bedroom with some unusual sleeping arrangements.
Cody blinked sleepily and as his eyes slowly widened, I realized there was a very prominent morning wood driving incessantly into my thigh.
“Uh…” I said, clearing my throat.
His eyes flicked down and his cheeks grew red. I felt his entire body stiffen, as if holding still would keep me from noticing the erection. Instead, it made it even more obvious.
“I um…” Cody started to say. He sucked in a surprised breath and I realized my own dick was answering without me. “Sorry!” he yelped. “Let me…”
He moved a little and his dick slid off my thigh, right onto mine. I gasped at the contact and involuntarily moved away. The motion only served to brush our dicks against each other. Cody gasped and the sound made me even harder.
“Here, I can…” I started to sit up but realized I couldn’t go anywhere except over him. “Oh