“I like him a lot,” he admitted to Colin, more than a little helpless at the admission. Colin gave him a skeptical once-over. “Like having your dirty paws all over him, more like.” Alexei bit back the inappropriate urge to laugh. Who the fuck talked like that? “I like him, okay? He’s weird and funny and sweet, and he’s not a raging asshole like ninety percent of the human population.” Jay chose that moment to bounce back over, bags of coffee in his arms. “That’s so nice, Alexei. I don’t think you’re a raging asshole either.”
