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“You’re welcome. I want this to be your house too.”

“Mmm. I like the sound of that.” Pulling him close, Orion kissed him nice and long and deep.

His body reacted immediately, and he moaned, his whole self lighting up. He wrapped his arms around Orion’s neck, grinning up at his mate as they rubbed together. “The bedroom is right there.”

“So it is. You’re hot as a two-dollar pistol today, my love.”

“I am.” He climbed Orion’s body. “I want you.”

“I want you too.” Orion carried him to the bedroom and proceeded to show him how much.

So much better than an automaton.

ChapterNine

Orion hummed, hands behind his head, staring at the ceiling. Anyone looking at him would probably say he had a goofy-as-hell grin on his face.

But why not? He and Cullen had been like bunnies. Just whoa. For like, three days.

He loved the purple lug even more every time.

He was sure he needed to get up and find food.

Be social.

Get dressed.

Oh, what fun was that?

He was being lazy. He turned his head to look out the window, and Cullen was right, he could just see this beautiful land, all of these flowers.

And Orion could see now where the idea for Cullen’s house had come from. He could see the triplet’s parents’ house—it seemed like a quaint fairy-tale castle, covered with vines and roses and flowers of every different kind.

Orion was so curious, he wanted to go and see. He wanted to see if the flowers smelled as good as they appeared to, and if the bread and honey that they brought over from the Land of Summer tasted just the same over there.

When he went out Corbin’s front door, it was becoming autumn, with falling leaves and the burgeoning harvest. When he looked out of Cosmo’s, it was thinking about becoming spring—albeit a high mountain spring, complete with snow and just barely budding trees. Here it was summer, and it was dizzying.

And fascinating.

Maybe if he just tried to go. Maybe that was the answer.

Cullen walked in from taking a shower obviously, and Orion tilted his head.

“Uh. Love?”

“Yeah?”

“You’re covered in spots.”

“What?” Cullen looked down at himself, and sure enough, his mate was covered in bright blue polka dots. “Umm…where did those come from?” Cullen dried his hair and sparkles just sort of fell right out of the long, silky stuff.

That was weird. Pretty, but weird. “Are you hungry?”

“Yeah, I could eat.”

He sighed dramatically. “I guess that means I have to stand up.”

“Hey, if I managed to walk after the last three days, you can get your ass up.” Cullen reached down and pinched his big toe, and the tiniest little jolt of electricity zapped him.