Caspian was so excited about his lunch date for the next day, that if wearing lace socks hadn't become a new habit, he would have forgotten to wear them.
Asher was starting to get used to them as well; his mate no longer treated them like they were radioactive and was more handsy with them now.
"I bumped into Lake today at the store," He said as he crawled up the length of Asher's body.
Watching shows after dinner was a staple of theirs, even though they were both quick to doze off from each other's body heat.
Asher stiffened, "You did?"
"Yeah, he even helped me pick out new clothes," Caspian went on, too excited to notice Asher's reaction.
Asher let his fingers caress the edges of his mate's recent addition to his sleepwear. "And Davian?"
Caspian paused for a moment from the unexpected question, realizing that he hadn't asked Lake about the Mafia King.
