“Kill. Me,” Danny groaned as he turned over onto his stomach and released a muffled groan against the carpet as he tried to push himself up and promptly failed.
“Rough night?” Jodi asked, biting back a smile when Danny turned to glare at her through bloodshot eyes.
“You did this to me!” he snarled accusingly as he blindly reached up and grabbed a pillow off the bed.
“Me?” Jodi asked, frowning in confusion as she looked around the room, taking in the empty liquor bottles, beer cans, and-
“I hate you both,” Darrin groaned from where he lay beneath the coffee table, making her wonder how she’d missed him.
“Exactly how much did the two of you drink last night?” Jodi asked, a little startled when both men shot her accusing glares.
“How much did we drink last night?” Darrin repeated in disgust.
“Not half as much as you did!” Danny snapped, blindly reaching up and grabbing the blanket off the bed.
“I didn’t drink last night,” Jodi said, although now that they mentioned it, she really couldn’t remember all that much about last night.
“I really hate you,” Darrin mumbled with a pained groan as he managed to crawl out from under the coffee table and get to his feet.
“Where are you going?” Danny asked as he pulled the blanket over his head.
“To my room where I can die in peace,” he said, stumbling his way to the door.
Jodi turned her attention back to Danny to find him curled up in the fetal position. “Kill. Me,” he muttered pathetically, again, leaving her standing there wondering if now was a good time to mention that she could really go for some scrambled eggs.
“So, explain something to me,” Jodi said as she folded her arms on the edge of the tube that he was floating on.
“What?” Danny asked, wincing at the sound of his own voice and wondering when the aspirin was going to kick in.
“How exactly is this a family trip when you haven’t spent any time with your family?”
“I’m with them in spirit,” he told her, tempted to pull her up onto his lap, but decided against it a minute later since this was a family hotel and they’d probably take exception to him removing that small black bikini top and suckling on her nipples to help him forget about the hangover that was slowly killing him.
“Uh-huh, is that why your mother keeps calling?”
“She doesn’t really expect me to spend every minute of this trip with them. Trust me,” Danny said, closing his eyes and deciding that a post-lunch nap was in order.
“So, you’re planning on seeing your family?”
“Sure.”
“And when is that exactly?” Jodi asked as he registered the feel of her small fingers tracing his jaw.
“Soon.”
“Tonight?”
“No.”
“Tomorrow?”
“I’ll still be recovering from this hangover,” Danny said, opening one eye to glare at her.
“Lightweight,” Jodi said on a drawn-out sigh and a sad shake of her head.
He was just about to remind her that he hadn’t been the one running up and down the hallway last night demanding to know who’d stolen her fairy dust when he saw her lips twitch and heard the telltale sound of a muffled snort of amusement. Opening his other eye, he glared at her as he quickly took in their surroundings. They were alone, probably because everyone else was still at the parks. Whatever the reason, it worked in his favor.
“I never did thank you for the scrambled eggs this morning, did I?” Danny asked thoughtfully as he slid off the tube and reached for her.
