“Come here.” Jason held out both arms. “Everything okay?”
“All under control.” Colby, accompanied by the world’s largest coffee—Leo had bought the mug for him as a joke, or possibly not—curled fluidly back into Jason’s arms and the blankets. His arm felt cold; Jason tried to rub some heat into his skin, and made sure Colby’s toes were covered up.
“That’s nice, thank you, you’re wonderful.” Colby settled in against him. “Here, coffee, it’s supposedly blueberry and ginger, it’s for both of us. Oh, wait, phone…” It was in his pocket, and he pulled it out, looked at it, set it on the bed. And yawned, and did a small nose-scrunch at himself after. “Your sister called with a bit of an update. Your father’s doing well, he’s up and awake and says we don’t need to rush over. Allie simply wanted t
