Page 15 of Family Vacay

“At Dad’s. We hadlotsof drinks. And the food wassoooogood. I have a food baby.” I could hear him smacking his belly. I grinned. “It’s adorable.”

I snickered, heading back to the front door to put my boots back on. “You hang tight, baby. I’ll be there soon to pick up your adorable little ass. I love you.”

“Love you moooooore!” he yelled.

I ended the call, then dialed Logan. He answered on the second ring. “Yeah, babe?” he asked.

“You on your way home?” I asked as I pulled my keys off the hook and headed back out the door.

“Yeah. Why? Need me to pick something up?”

“Nope,” I said, popping the P as I unlocked my truck. “Want to meet me at Jaxon’s? Our husband got shit-faced with his dad. He’s not home. He’s drunk asfuck.”

Logan cackled. Spencer rarely got drunk, but Logan and I both knew when he did, he was usually a fucking trip. “Fuck yeah. I’ll meet you there. Drive safe. I love you.”

“Love you, too,” I told him.

* * *

Zeppelin and Eros were just getting out of their cars when Logan and I pulled up somehow at the same time. They both turned to look at us, frowning. Zeppelin looked annoyed, and Eros was clearly confused. I hopped out and strode around my truck, leaving the vehicle running. We wouldn’t be long. I just needed to pick up our drunk husband and get him home so he could sleep it off.

“We won’t be here long,” I promised. Zeppelin hummed, looking like he didn’t believe me. “Spencer is drunk.”

“And so is Jaxon,” Logan said, getting out of his Jeep and leaving it running as well. “They took lunch to a whole new level.”

Zeppelin’s annoyance fell away to pure fucking glee. “Really? Oh, I’ve got to fucking see this.” Spinning on his heel, he hurried to the door and pushed it open. “Honey, I’m home!” he called.

Jaxon stumbled out of the kitchen, a wine bottle in hand. Spencer poked his head out from behind him, his eyes glazed over and his skin flushed pink. I grinned at the sight of them. Logan laughed and moved forward. Spencer’s eyes widened. “I didn’t do it!” he yelled.

Logan paused, his brows furrowing as he frowned at our husband. “Didn’t do what, pretty boy?”

Spencer winced. Eros sighed and moved around all of us, pausing in the kitchen. “Woooow,” he drawled. Interest piqued, I followed him in, my eyes widening at the atrocity that was the kitchen. It looked like the two drunk men had attempted to clean, but they’d only made a bigger mess. The sink had clearly overflowed onto the floor because someone forgot to turn the water off in time, and soap suds and water wereeverywhere. Food containers littered the counter, and?—

Was that a pepperoni on the wall?

I turned to face the two men. “Alright—you’veclearlyhad enough,” I said, plucking the coffee cup that looked to have been recently topped off with wine from Spencer’s grasp. I set it on the counter, then swung him into my arms. His jeans were soaked, as was his shirt. He was amess.

And he was going to besohungover tomorrow.

“Zep, please get Jax in the shower and to bed,” Eros sighed. “I’ll get this cleaned up.”

Zeppelin, who was grinning ear to fucking ear, took the wine bottle from Jax and led him—well, more like supported him—to their room, saying something to him I could barely make out. Logan turned to Eros. “I’ll stay and help.” He looked at me. “You got him?”

Spencer was already about to pass out, his arms sliding from around my neck. His eyelids were fluttering as he struggled to stay awake. Poor baby. This was going to hurt in the morning.

“I’ve got him,” I assured him. “He’s going to be really fucking hungover in the morning.”

Eros huffed. “He and Jax both.” He shook his head. “Neither of them will probably even remember this.”

Logan snickered. “Oh, but I will, and Jax is never going to live this down when he used to always reprimand me for making poor decisions.”

I laughed and shook my head. “I’m getting him home. Text me when you leave here,” I called over my shoulder.

“I will, and you text me when you two are home,” Logan ordered. “Love you.”

“We love you, too,” Spencer slurred, his words barely understandable, making Logan bark out a laugh.

“Drive safe,” Logan told me.

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