Chapter Twenty-Five
“That was wonderful, Riley,” Trisha laughed as they quietly let themselves into Paul’s and Morian’s living quarters.
“The show was da-bomb! I haven’t laughed that hard in years,” Riley admitted. “I’m so glad you were able to get tickets for all of us, Morian.”
Morian laughed while she removed her jacket. “It helps having friends in the right places,” she teased before she stopped and gazed at the numerous bodies sprawled all over the living room. “It would appear that the men had just as much excitement as we did,” she chuckled.
The women’s gazes passed over the room. Cree was sound asleep with Hope on his chest. Calo was in the chair next to him, a stuffed animal and pink blanket still clutched in his hand. His head was thrown back and soft, regular snores filled t
