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annoyed, but it was clear from the change in his body stance that Jonah’s questions weren’t welcome.
But where was Trey from, where did he work, and what had happened to his family, including the unstable brother? Jonah had no answers to these questions. And wouldn’t for at least a week because now Trey was all wolf all the time.
Yet Jonah kept on talking when Trey-the-wolf returned for his daily sleep. His words kept flowing, until Jonah felt like he’d revealed everything there had ever been to reveal about himself to Trey as human and as wolf.
The one thing he did not, could not , reveal was the fact that he was attracted to Trey. Jonah swallowed at the thought, trying not to panic. It didn’t matter right now, when Trey was wolf. Jonah could ignore it then, his attraction being all a memory. But when Trey-the-human returned, he was going to have to be careful not to let Trey realize Jonah’s thoughts were more than friendly.
The truth was, Jonah didn’t know how this had happened—or even when . Trey had loped off into the moonlit night and Jonah hadn’t even been self-aware enough to realize he was developing a crush on the man. Or maybe Jonah had been keeping his head buried deep in the sand, stupidly longing for another hug from Trey without recognizing what that signaled. But for God’s sake, when he’d first met Trey, as human, he’d almost thrown up. He’d wanted Trey to stay away from him.
The turnaround was giving him whiplash, even if he understood at an intellectual level that he’d been deprived of human companionship. Somehow, once Trey had turned wolf and Jonah had relaxed his guard, he’d lurched in the opposite direction from fear of Trey to, let’s face it, infatuation . He couldn’t stop thinking about Trey and about those few times Trey had touched him. It was clear Trey had only done so to reassure Jonah in one way or the other. Well, except that time Trey took Jonah’s face in his hands to examine him. Why had he done that? And had he found Jonah wanting?
Fuck . Jonah shook his head. It would have been easy to regard Trey as a visitor, as a friend. But no, Jonah had to make it difficult for himself, had to think about Trey in other ways, ways unwelcome to Trey . That was the key point to remember.
Jonah pulled in a long, calming breath. He needed to stop thinking along these lines. Otherwise, things were going to get awkward and unpleasant quickly. Jonah required a strength of mind he feared he didn’t have. He worried about getting hard by accident and Trey being repulsed.
And so, as the days wore on and Trey’s human return became imminent, Jonah became more and more tense.
Enough so that one afternoon, Trey came up and carefully licked one of Jonah’s hands, rather like the first evening when he’d done it. Jonah wanted to kneel beside him and wrap his arms around the wolf, but he couldn’t reveal that much of himself. What was so wrong with him that even the wolf knew he was stressed?
Then he hit on a solution to his problem and didn’t know why he hadn’t considered it earlier. Perhaps because Trey was around and being lynx was a solitary affair. But Jonah hadn’t been cat for many days. If he shifted, some of this awful tension might dissipate, and he wouldn’t feel so goddamn strange about himself.
He woke before Trey the next day. Trey was exhausted, having been out running half the night. He sure liked the moonlight. So did Jonah at times, and today and tonight he would stay lynx with Trey’s wolf and run with him, if Trey allowed it.
It was odd to think of shifting with Trey in his home. Jonah felt vulnerable, and he took himself into the back room despite the fact he preferred shifting on his cot.
There he stripped, allowed the cold to seep into his skin, into his bones, and when he began to shiver, his lynx came to the surface, turning on the heat that presaged the darkness of the shift. He lay on the floor and Jonah’s mind went blank. Time stopped.
He woke
But where was Trey from, where did he work, and what had happened to his family, including the unstable brother? Jonah had no answers to these questions. And wouldn’t for at least a week because now Trey was all wolf all the time.
Yet Jonah kept on talking when Trey-the-wolf returned for his daily sleep. His words kept flowing, until Jonah felt like he’d revealed everything there had ever been to reveal about himself to Trey as human and as wolf.
The one thing he did not, could not , reveal was the fact that he was attracted to Trey. Jonah swallowed at the thought, trying not to panic. It didn’t matter right now, when Trey was wolf. Jonah could ignore it then, his attraction being all a memory. But when Trey-the-human returned, he was going to have to be careful not to let Trey realize Jonah’s thoughts were more than friendly.
The truth was, Jonah didn’t know how this had happened—or even when . Trey had loped off into the moonlit night and Jonah hadn’t even been self-aware enough to realize he was developing a crush on the man. Or maybe Jonah had been keeping his head buried deep in the sand, stupidly longing for another hug from Trey without recognizing what that signaled. But for God’s sake, when he’d first met Trey, as human, he’d almost thrown up. He’d wanted Trey to stay away from him.
The turnaround was giving him whiplash, even if he understood at an intellectual level that he’d been deprived of human companionship. Somehow, once Trey had turned wolf and Jonah had relaxed his guard, he’d lurched in the opposite direction from fear of Trey to, let’s face it, infatuation . He couldn’t stop thinking about Trey and about those few times Trey had touched him. It was clear Trey had only done so to reassure Jonah in one way or the other. Well, except that time Trey took Jonah’s face in his hands to examine him. Why had he done that? And had he found Jonah wanting?
Fuck . Jonah shook his head. It would have been easy to regard Trey as a visitor, as a friend. But no, Jonah had to make it difficult for himself, had to think about Trey in other ways, ways unwelcome to Trey . That was the key point to remember.
Jonah pulled in a long, calming breath. He needed to stop thinking along these lines. Otherwise, things were going to get awkward and unpleasant quickly. Jonah required a strength of mind he feared he didn’t have. He worried about getting hard by accident and Trey being repulsed.
And so, as the days wore on and Trey’s human return became imminent, Jonah became more and more tense.
Enough so that one afternoon, Trey came up and carefully licked one of Jonah’s hands, rather like the first evening when he’d done it. Jonah wanted to kneel beside him and wrap his arms around the wolf, but he couldn’t reveal that much of himself. What was so wrong with him that even the wolf knew he was stressed?
Then he hit on a solution to his problem and didn’t know why he hadn’t considered it earlier. Perhaps because Trey was around and being lynx was a solitary affair. But Jonah hadn’t been cat for many days. If he shifted, some of this awful tension might dissipate, and he wouldn’t feel so goddamn strange about himself.
He woke before Trey the next day. Trey was exhausted, having been out running half the night. He sure liked the moonlight. So did Jonah at times, and today and tonight he would stay lynx with Trey’s wolf and run with him, if Trey allowed it.
It was odd to think of shifting with Trey in his home. Jonah felt vulnerable, and he took himself into the back room despite the fact he preferred shifting on his cot.
There he stripped, allowed the cold to seep into his skin, into his bones, and when he began to shiver, his lynx came to the surface, turning on the heat that presaged the darkness of the shift. He lay on the floor and Jonah’s mind went blank. Time stopped.
He woke
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