“You want to take a week away?” Renato asked.
“Yeah, just you and me. Cam and Neith said they would watch the pack and that little group of protesters.”
“I’m sorry about them.”
“Hey, none of that.” He took Renato’s hand and drew him closer, grinning at the way his heart stuttered. “Besides, a couple of the wolves have been taking them cookies, it’s pretty amusing.”
“You shouldn’t stir the pot.”
“They started it and you asked me to not get violent if I can help it, so a couple of the wolves decided maybe baking for them would help. At least I didn’t sick Neith on them, she’d scare the daylights out of them. She practically treats you like you’re her pup.” He gently stroked Renato’s cheek. “So, how about a trip?”
“I was thinking another world. You could meet another god, it’d be fun.” He leaned in closer. “Plus, we’d get some alone time.” Renato blushed and he rubbed their noses together. They still hadn’t it taken that step in their relationship, Renato was still too shy and nervous and even a little scared. Zorion didn’t blame him, but he hoped that maybe he could get him to come further out of his shell if they went away for a few days.