Mitch let out a contented sigh. “Have I told you that I missed you?”
John kissed him on the lips. “Yes, but you can tell me again.”
“I missed you.”
John smiled and shook his head.
It was a tight squeeze, fitting a grown man and a huge werebear man in a standard double bed, but they had no complaints at being so close. John had been surprised when Doris had announced that she’d made up the spare room for them both.
Just as he was about to drift off, John jerked awake, amazed that he could forget something so important.
“What?” Mitch asked, sleepily.
John started to get out of bed, but Mitch pulled him back.
“Put the light on. I’ve got something I want to show you.”
“I’ve seen it already, but I don’t mind seeing it again.” Mitch grabbed John’s crotch through the boxer shorts he’d in
