They all nodded.
“And you didn’t find it odd that everyone is missing? You didn’t think about looking for them?”
“Hey, babe—” Audrey stopped talking as she bounded down the steps, holding the banister the whole way. “Um…I know I’m technically blind, but even to me, it looks like there’s a lot of people in this room.”
“No one’s home to make them food,” I snorted.
“So, they came here? Why didn’t you look for your wives?”
“And husband,” Rae interjected.
I grabbed Audrey’s hand and led her through the pack. “Alright, let’s go hunting. They have to be around here somewhere.”
“Wait, so we don’t get food?” Edu called out.
“I’ve been waiting for twenty minutes!”
“I’m hungry!”
“Screw them. Let’s just grab food here!”
But I wasn’t dealing with this. No way was everyone barging into my house on my first week with Audrey. I stomped across the property, cutting through yards until I was close to the OPS building. Everyone was trailing behind me, wondering where I was going because they were all too stubborn to find their own spouses.
“This is ridiculous! We could have eaten already!”
“Slider, you could have just made us breakfast!”
On and on it went, all of them complaining instead of worrying about the one thing that mattered. I rounded the corner of the building and stopped in my tracks at what I saw.
“Holy shit,” I muttered, uncomfortable as hell with what I saw.
“What are they doing?”
“Fuck, is that Fox?”
“What’s going on?” Audrey asked. “Is this some kind of…”
“Yoga. Fucking yoga,” I grumbled.
Fox and Spencer were at the front of the crowd of women, all contorted doing weird yoga moves, and every single wife—and Duke—were following along with them in the grass.
“Okay,” Thumper said slowly. “What’s going on here?”
“Only one way to find out.”
I marched forward, tugging Audrey with me. We reached the edge of the group where I tapped Jane on the shoulder. “What are you guys doing?”
“Shh,” she grinned, trying and failing to do the same pose as Fox and Spencer. “It’s yoga.”
“I know it’s yoga. Why the fuck are you all out here doing it?”
She gave me a funny look and stood on one foot, trying desperately to balance. “Have you seen Spencer? It’s our new entertainment around here. We saw him out here yesterday and?—”
IRIS stormed through, grabbing Jane and tossing her over his shoulder. “No woman of mine is going to do contortionist shit all to stare at another man.”
“Hey!” she screeched as he carried her away. “I was enjoying that!”
“Yeah, a little too much,” he grumbled, marching off with her.