Jordan
I dragged my body through the front door after winning that game and all I wanted to do was lay down in my bed with my girl and pass the f**k out. Dylan, dragging his feet behind me, was bitching about the same thing. How do you know when you’re too old for this s**t? When staying out to midnight is just too damn much.
The girls were cuddling on our bed and I just rolled my eyes. Of course they would be passed out. Dylan just groaned, knowing he would have to take care of the twins and Ray who were all beyond dead to the world. I mean, he would in a heart beat, but he’s exhausted as well. I offered our spare but his words were ‘I don’t know when the last time those sheets were changed and there is no way I’m sleeping in a bed where you two f****d’. Mature, real mature. His eyes li
