I spent the short ride to my house trying to convince myself that I had just been imagining things, but by the time Dad pulled up to my house, I knew I needed to let Tuck in on what I’d seen.
After I waved goodbye to Mom and Dad at the door and before I went inside, I shot off a quick text to Tuck and then slid my phone into my back pocket. I didn’t need to be involved any further, and I wanted to give our special guest my full attention.
Inside, Mart, Symeon, and Laura were at the kitchen island with glasses of wine and a bowl of trail mix. I grinned. This was my kind of after party.
Taco and Mayhem greeted our visitor briefly and then took to their beds by the fireplace to sleep off their people hangover. I was glad because as gracious as Laura was with their sniffing, she didn’t seem
