He stroked my hair. “That sounds like a lovely idea. I should make a big batch and freeze some.”
“Perfect.” I dozed lazily on Spencer.
“We’re ordering food? I could eat food,” Wes said from the bed.
“If someone brings me my phone, we can see about ordering from a creperie.” Spencer held out his hand.
Jett came back over and handed him his phone. “You’re ready for crepes now?”
“Yes.” I nodded.
“Great. Can we grill later? It doesn’t have to be lamb–ribs, steak, or chicken all work,” Jett gave me a kiss.
“That sounds doable.” Spencer nodded.
He pulled up the restaurant on his phone, and we ordered crepes and coffee for delivery. Even though his knot had softened enough to slip out, I laid there with him on the chaise while he placed a grocery order.
Brennan came over and gave me a kiss. “I’m going upstairs to shower.”
He left, leaving the door open, but not before turning up the air filter.
“Evan, off the bed. We never changed sheets. I’m going to toss these in the washer and then go shower.” Jett tugged on the sheets.
“Sex party is over?” Evan looked over at me.
“Sex party is hungry. If we need to come back down here, we’ll just put clean sheets on the bed.” Jett kissed him.
Wes popped up off the bed and tugged on Evan’s hand. “Yes, let’s take a quick shower before the food gets here.”
Evan and Wes helped Jett take the sheets off the bed, and they left.
“A shower before the food comes sounds divine, don’t you think, Darling?” Spencer stroked my hair.
I was feeling pretty content, but I could probably use a shower. “With you? I’d love that.”
“This is perfect,” I sighed, splayed across Spencer’s lap on the love seat in the living room as I ate my crepes with chocolate, strawberries, and whipped cream.
Everyone’s faces were a little scruffy, except for Brennan who must have shaved in the shower. I would be okay if everyone wanted those grizzly beads.
Brennan nodded from his spot on the floor with Jett. “Your crepes are great, Spence, but I love all the savory options.”
Spencer gave me a fond look. “I do aim to please.”
“They’re delicious,” Evan said from the couch where he was with Wes. “When do we want Riley back? Tomorrow after work? Tonight? Are we even going to work? I’m not sure I’m going to work.”
“Maybe see if she wants to return tonight since we’re going to grill?” Jett asked.
“I think I’ll get everything ready for the soup, then take a nap. When you’re ready, I’ll put it in the pressure cooker,” Spencer said.
“Perfect.” I gave him a kiss. “Mmmm, I want a bath with Evan, a nap, and then a bath with my soup, then maybe some cuddles, and later we can grill and watch a movie.”
“I get a bath with you?” Evan beamed, whipped cream on his nose.
Wes licked it off.
“Yes. I want all the baths.” I took another bite of crepe.
Brennan fed Jett a bite of crepe. “When did we get a pressure cooker?”
