Chapter 11

He reached over and picked up a blueberry. Held it to Colby’s lips. “You said you were happy.”

Colby ate the blueberry out of his fingers, and said, after swallowing, “I am.”

“Want me to kiss you?”

“Oh, yes, please.” Colby stretched up to initiate that, which Jason hadn’t been expecting. The kiss was confident and unhesitating and secure, full of coffee-and-blueberry conviction.

He nudged his nose into Colby’s, after. “Want to know a little bit about your birthday plans? Just so you know what to expect.”

“Whatever you want to tell me.” Colby fit two fingers under the waist of Jason’s pajama pants and tugged lightly. “Do your plans involve you removing these?”