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Percy almost dropped the plate he was holding, and he pretended his cheeks didn’t burn hot.
What did he know?
That he and Albie were maybe going to...
“Yep, enjoy the quiet,” Robert said. “Sorry Des snores so bad you gotta sleep elsewhere.”
Des shoved him out the door and they bickered across the yard until Percy couldn’t hear them anymore.
Albie cleared his throat. “That was quite the reaction, Percy.”
“I wasn’t... I didn’t...”
“You were thinking something.”
Percy continued to stack the plates. “I was thinking you and your innuendos are a burr in my boot, that’s what I was thinking. Now, go and get your books while I clean this up. Reading or ledgers, you choose.”
Albie sighed. “You’re very bossy. Are you sure you’re not the one in charge around here?”
Percy put the pile of plates in the kitchen and sighed. “Sorry, I... I forget my place.”
Albie was suddenly behind him, and he pressed a soft kiss to the back of Percy’s neck.
It made his knees weak.
“Don’t be sorry. I like it. I find it endearing. You’re like a baby fox. You think you’re fierce but...” He kissed the same spot again and Percy shivered. “You’re really just a small, innocent?—”
Percy turned around and met him with a hard glare. “I’m not small.”
Albie smiled, his eyes on Percy’s lips. So close, their bodies almost touching. “You’re small and fierce.”
Percy shoved his shoulder, putting some distance between them. “You’re enjoying this. You tease me on purpose, for no other reason than to make me mad.”
“I like it when your attention is on me,” he said.
Percy glowered at him. “Go clear the table and you’ll have my attention. Fetch the boiling water from the stove and you’ll have my attention. Go and get your books and you’ll have my attention. Leave me to finish my work and you’ll?—”
“Okay, okay,” Albie said, putting his hands up in surrender. But he smiled as if he still found him amusing.
“A baby fox,” he mumbled to himself. “I am not a baby fox. Of all the insulting things.”
“What was that, sorry?” Albie stood by the door, holding a tray of tableware.
“Nothing,” Percy said sharply.
Albie slid the tray onto the counter, then without warning, he ran his hand along Percy’s jaw, lifted his face, and kissed him. “And now you look like a baby rabbit, with your big eyes, all wide and scared.”
Percy gave him another shove.
Albie simply grinned as if this was the most fun he’d had in a long time. “And there’s the baby fox again.”
Percy wasn’t even going to dignify that with a response. He simply turned around to fetch the pot of boiling water from the stove. Only when he went to lift it, a splash of water caught his hand and he yelped.
Albie was right there, alarmed, frantic even, pulling him from the stove and holding his arm, inspecting his hand, his wrist. “Are you hurt? Where did it get you?”
It took a second for Percy’s heart to stop hammering for him to realise there was no pain, no burn mark. “No, it just startled me. I’m fine.”
Albie let out a sigh of relief and Percy liked that Albie was so concerned that he came to his rescue. Despite the fox and bunny comments just a moment before.
