[It felt strange to put his back to the door, but it was locked and the draw of holding Booker in his arms was enough to quiet the irrational unease. Grabbing the blanket so he could pull them up over their waists, he scooted up behind the larger boy, tucking his face against his shoulder as he wrapped his arms around him.]

Can you imagine getting all three of us on this tiny bed? We're going to have to get a hotel room once Joe gets here if all three of us want to sleep together.

[He muffled a yawn against Booker's skin, closing his eyes as he traced absent minded patterns with his fingers.]

Ti amo...