Page 58 of Swift and Saddled

Luke: Come closer.

Gus: Yuck.

Teddy: Me and the dads are all good!

Gus: Double yuck.

Teddy:

Gus: What is she even doing in this message thread.

*Teddy Andersen has removed Gus Ryder from the chat*

*Emmy Ryder has added Gus Ryder to the chat*

Emmy: Wes? You good?

Emmy: Paging Weston. Hello?

Gus: I’m sure he’s fine. Wes, tell our baby sister your fine.

Teddy: *you’re*

Gus: WHY ARE YOU IN HERE

Luke: Seriously, Wes. Text us back. Emmy is freaking out.

The last message was from a few minutes ago.

Emmy: Wes, if you don’t respond in the next ten minutes, I’m calling the National Guard.

I didn’t need that, so I quickly typed out a response.

Wes: All good over here.

Teddy: HE LIVES.

Teddy: Is Ada with you?

Teddy:

Wes: Yeah, she’s fine too.

Emmy: Well, I guess everything makes sense now.

Teddy: Use protection! Have fun! Light some candles!

Luke: Nice.

I put my phone down and tried to wipe the smile off my face. I was just so fucking happy about today. I started running the bath, then went into Ada’s bathroom. I knew Emmy had some bath salts. I liked to use them after a long day—they were good for muscle soreness.

I grabbed the bubble bath that was the same scent too—eucalyptus or some shit—and went back to my bathroom and started pouring the salts and the bubble bath into the tub.

Teddy’d actually given me a good idea about the candles—the power was out, after all. I knew we had tea lights in the emergency kit—I checked to make sure the bath wasn’t in danger of overflowing before I headed out to the hall to find them.

First thing I saw when I opened the hall closet: a massive bag of tea lights and a lighter.

Jackpot.

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