“To run your revolutionary resort, of course. Keep up, Ollie.”

“Really? El, that’s—” Park’s voice choked up a bit, and Eli sauntered toward him, out of Cooper’s sight.

Cooper twisted his head subtly so that he could peek behind him without fully turning around. Eli and Park weren’t touching with their hands, but as Cooper watched they sort of bumped into each other as if passing in a crowded hallway, and then Park knocked the side of his face against Eli’s a couple times before they separated as if nothing at all had happened. Cooper hurriedly looked away and stared out at the rain before he was caught staring.

“Don’t celebrate too loudly, you two,” Eli said. “You have fifteen minutes before I send your delightfully stammering brother out to fetch you, and I’m not responsible for what he sees.” He started to sing the last verse of that same silly Lear poem and headed back inside.

Park joined Cooper on the railing. “Thank you,” he said after a moment. “For Eli. I’m—just, thank you.”

“Mmm. Happy?” Cooper asked.

“Completely, entirely, utterly.”

“Good,” Cooper said, pleased. “I want you to teach me how to touch like that. Like you and Eli do.”

Park looked at him, startled, then back at the empty porch where he’d just stood. “What—? We weren’t—that wasn’t—”

Cooper flapped his hand to stop him. “I know. I’m saying I want to understand how to touch like wolves.” Park’s eyebrows shot up. “I know you and I don’t talk about it much, and if you really don’t want me to do that with you, of course I won’t. But I have to think about what Eli needs now, too, so I’m asking you to teach me. Talk to me about wolves. I want to know.”

Park studied him, head tilted and face blank, with just a hint of something tentative and possibly yearning in his eyes. “Very well,” he said seriously. “Your first lesson starts now.”

“What do you—”

Park abruptly draped his body over Cooper’s, heavy and encompassing over his back, the immediate warmth of it wonderful in the cool, wet air. Cooper snuggled tighter into the crook of his arm, purposefully dragging his ass back and forth over Park’s crotch, and heard him exhale sharply. Park gripped one of Cooper’s hips, forcing him to be still, and then, after a moment’s hesitation, sharply nipped the back of his neck.

“Ow!” Cooper said, though it didn’t hurt so much as send a pulse of Oh, that’s interesting straight through his balls.