So he just wrapped his shower curtain around him and went to sit on the bed, waiting for the pizza with his phone in his hand. “Never mind. It doesn’t matter. I was just lost in the moment.”
Race’s face changed again, this time maybe sympathetic. That was even worse because clearly he was showing that his feelings were a little bit hurt, and now Race was pitying him.
“Don’t lie to me, Con.”
“I’m not. It’s fine.” And it was great, because his cock had gone back down, and he didn’t have to worry about embarrassing himself.
“I didn’t mean to upset you,” Race said softly. “I really didn’t.”
Connal summoned a bright smile and shook his head. “Of course you didn’t. No one ever does. It’s no big deal.” He pulled the shower curtain around him more tightly and just waited for the pizza to arrive.
It was time to regroup.
Chapter
Two
Race wasn’t sure what was up with Connal.
The bear ran hot and cold, and every time he tried to step one way or the other, Con was there, proving he didn’t understand the big grizzly’s brain.
At all.
He closed his eyes and focused on the job. He could wonder about the weirdness that was Connal Price forever.
They had cold pizza for breakfast but left the rest in the mini fridge in the hotel. He had to admit, he’d gotten a better roadside place than he normally would have just for himself so Con could be comfortable.
He was so fucked with this guy. Con was nothing but trouble.
Con seemed his normal sunny self this morning, the weirdness last night forgotten.
“So what are we doing today? Reconnoitering?”
“I have to try to find the omega in question. We’ll make contact without disturbing the situation.” Which periodically was harder than it seemed.
“If you want, I can just go and fuzz out and scare everyone away.”
“Even if grizzly bears are not at the top of the food chain?” See? This was what he meant. Harder than it seemed.
“Who’s higher than us?”
He blinked at Con. “Tigers? Hippos? Wolverines? Sharks?”
Con blinked right back. “Sharks?”
“Well, yeah. Unlikely in the desert, I realize, but deadly, nonetheless.”
Con started makingJawsmusic, fake swimming around the hotel room. The big guy just popped out with whatever was in his head, and it amazed and amused Race equally.
“I don’t know. Bears are more flexible. We can be in the water and on the earth. We can eat fruits and berries, salmon and meat.”
Race looked at Con. “Berries are fruit.”
“What?”
“You said berries and fruit. Berriesarefruit.”
“Are they?” Connal gave him the stink eye.
