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As if thinking of Hawk made him appear, his mate walked in, smoothies and a massive plate of sandwiches in his hand.

He arched one eyebrow at the stack of sandwiches, and Hawk shrugged. “Your brothers have been worried about us. They sent sandwiches.”

“I like sandwiches and I’m starving.” He wiggled happily, his stomach snarling. “The snow’s coming down again.”

“It is. I love it. It reminds me of when I was young.” Hawk tilted his head. “I think it does, at any rate.”

“Tell me about it?”

“There was lots of snow. But also volcanic stuff underground. So hot springs. Hot sand. All the good stuff. I would have to ask Bakli exactly where it was…”

Hawk came to sit with him, the sandwiches between them, handing him a smoothie.

“Thank you, love.” He grinned because he would probably rather have hot chocolate, but Hawk was so proud of his blender skills.

“You’re welcome. And Corbin said hot chocolate and cookies downstairs tonight. We are not just invited, we are required.”

Cosmo laughed softly. “That sounds like Corbin.”

“I am not offended.” He grabbed a sandwich.

“What kind do we have?”

“Ham and cheese. Turkey and provolone. I think tuna fish.”

He gagged a little bit. “No tuna. No, I think turkey and provolone for me, thank you.” That actually sounded really yummy. “So, cocoa, huh? Are we having a movie night? Did he say?”

Corbin had decided that they were having family night at least once a week. Sometimes they played games, sometimes they did puzzles, sometimes they watched movies, sometimes they kicked each other’s asses on Fortnite.

It just depended.

It was kind of unfair how good Hawk was at video games, considering he’d never even seen one before they had met. Whatever.

That part didn’t matter.

The part that mattered was all of them together, bundled up on the great big couch, being idiots together.

He knew what was important.

Hawk grabbed his smoothie and handed Cosmo a quarter of a turkey sandwich before settling on the bed and arranging himself. “How are you, mate? Are you sore?”

“Oh, you’d like that, wouldn’t you? That would make you feel all alpha dragon studly. ‘I knotted my mate twenty-seven thousand times in the last three days. Are you tender?’”

Hawk grinned, totally unrepentant. “Uh-huh. So are you sore?”

“Yeah, in that don’t touch it, it’s tired sort of way.” Cosmo cracked up. “I’m fairly sure that a couple of the times we did that, I could taste you when I swallowed.”

They both started laughing, just kind of howling their joy. The simple fact was they had been together and had really had an enormous amount of fun. In fact, Cosmo was thinking that he might be done with fun for at least, oh, five or six hours now.

Hawk grabbed him and hugged him tight. “Have I mentioned how incredibly joyful I am that you were in my home when I got here?”

Cosmo snorted, tossing his head. “I am your home, dragon. Also? I need to wash my hair.”

Hawk nodded. “We’ll bathe after we eat, and I’ll wash everything. Make sure it’s all clean.”

“You’ll wash gently—everything right?”

That started them laughing again.