Spencer hears a click-snick and glances up to see Jon grinning at him from behind his camera a couple yards away. Spencer wills himself not to blush, but he feels his cheeks get hot anyway. Damn it. And then Coco tumbles into his lap and Jon Jr. falls asleep draped over his neck and Persephone folds her little paws under her chest on his stomach and starts purring.

“See, they love you,” Ryan says. Coltrane is the only one who’s not on top of Spencer, too busy stalking Ryan’s shoelaces.

Jon ambles over and crouches down next to Spencer and Ryan and the kittens, and Coco butts her head up against his palm, and Spencer tries not to think about how close Jon’s hand is to his crotch.