The bathroom was still a disaster zone from Aspen’s chaotic bath. Puddles of water mixed with suds clung to the tiles, and stray tufts of wet dog fur floated lazily in the corners. Rae grabbed a mop while Remi wrung out towels, both groaning as they tried to salvage what little dry floor remained.
Will, Trey, and Elijah had already abandoned the battlefield, heading for their showers with a collective, “We’ll deal with this later.” The girls exchanged knowing smirks.
“Bubble bath?” Del suggested, raising an eyebrow at Rae and Remi.
“You read my mind,” Rae said, already filling the tub, tossing in heaps of scented bubbles that instantly fogged the room with lavender and vanilla. Aspen sat on the edge, watching with mild curiosity, wagging his damp tail.
Soon, the three of them were sunk
