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He needed to change the sheets in the guest room.

Did he have a bed in the guest room?

Did he have a guest room?

Maybe he should see if he had a guest room. If he didn’t have a guest room, this was all going to be very awkward.

Because while there was space in the room that he used for his hoard, he didn’t feel as if just having his magical items available for exploration was wise.

Do I have a guest room, guys?

You don’t know if you have a guest room?Corbin asked.

How can you not know if you have guest room?Cosmo sounded way more rested now.Is he really a unicorn?

Yes, and I don’t know, I just never looked.

You never looked in your house?

No, Corbin. I mean, I looked at some stuff, but no, it kind of came as it was, and so I assumed everything was okay, but now I’ve got this unicorn, and he needs a place to sleep.

Sleep?

Yes, Cosmo, I want to give him somewhere to sleep.

Why? Surely he did just fine without you for years.

He’s making me supper! He offered to make me meatballs, and he’s a vegetarian.

And a beaver lawyer…

A what?Cosmo asked.

Can I come for dinner?Corbin put in.

Orion was grinning madly at him, most likely aware that he was having a silent conversation with someone, and it stood to reason that it was his brothers.

Who were going to die.

Guest. Room.

We don’t need a guest room.

That came from Orion and made him jump half a foot.

No? Why not?

Because I can sleep with you.

There was a deep twinkle in Orion’s gray eyes, a silvery swirl that he thought was the real color. The longer Orion was in his house, the more the I’m-just-a-human glamor was fading.

Cullen?Corbin’s mental voice broke in.Where did you go?

Nowhere. Sure. Come for supper. He’s making a lot of sauce. And Hawk is here to protect the pink one and the sprog and a half.

Cool. I’ll be over.

Orion stared at him. “Naughty fae dragon. Afraid to be alone with me?”