“Nope. You look tired. Why don’t you get ready for bed while I order us a couple of sandwiches? There’s water and fruit juice in the fridge.”
Ky sat on one bed while he called room service. Feeling suddenly shy, Cole got some sweatpants before hurrying in to shower. When he came out, he heard voices and peeked around the corner in time to see Ky closing the door. Ky set the tray with their food on the desk. “It’s safe. You can come out,” he said.
::Define safe.::
Ky laughed. “You’re not shielding. It’s safe to come eat. I promise I won’t jump you, although…” he eyed Cole, who was bare-chested. “It is tempting.”
“Uh-huh.” Cole took one of the sandwiches, settling on the edge of the bed closest to the windows.
“Water, or juice?” Ky asked, going to the fridge. When Cole answered, he tossed him a juice