Page 57 of Demise

I scoff at that and shake my head while Skyla laughs.

“Okay, that is a vivid picture you just painted.”

“Yeah?” Liam smirks. “All of your men naked around you, gorgeously tan in a tropical location?”

She wrinkles her nose up. “I was thinking more like the whole nude beach part. Hundreds of people way past their prime who don’t give a shit what anyone thinks anymore, naked with sand everywhere.”

Liam’s face screws up at that as he crosses his arms.

“Well, when you put it like that, it doesn’t sound nearly as hot.”

“That’s because it isn’t,” Asher drawls out lazily while scrolling on his phone.

Liam leans into him, whispering something in his ear that forces him to put the phone down and give him a heated gaze. I turn back to Skyla to see her watching them carefully as Wesley speaks again.

“What about snowboarding? Or skiing? Have you ever done either?”

She looks to him, shaking her head.

“But I’ve always wanted to learn.”

Wesley nods. “Skiing it is.”

“None of us brought any snow clothes that heavy duty, though,” Liam interjects.

Ronan lifts an eyebrow to him.

“You all knew we were going to a snowy cabin in New Hampshire in the dead of winter, and no one thought to bring snow gear?”

Everyone except Wesley shakes their head as Ronan sighs.

“I did,” Wesley shrugs.

“Okay, Mr. Boy Scout. We know you did. It’s no wonder you had three bags for yourself alone. Always prepared.”

Wesley nods his agreement. “Always. I’m sure the place will have some things for sale, and Skyla has that new fancy black card.”

“Fuck you,” Asher snaps. “That’s for her to use, not you fuckers.”

“Aw, what about me?” Liam teases. “I’ll be such a good boy for youuuu.”

Asher’s eyes narrow as he smacks Liam’s ass, hard. Liam winces, causing Asher to smirk.

“Sure, if you’re a good boy, but no one else.”

“If I suck your cock, can I get free shit too?” Wesley smirks, causing Ronan to sigh, Skyla to giggle, and Asher to roll his eyes and flip him off.

Great group dynamic we’ve got going on here.

“Alright, shitheads. Eat up and get ready. We’ll take off in two hours,” Ronan says as he turns off the burners on the stove, makes two plates, and drags Skyla into his lap at the dining room table.

He stabs a piece of pancake drowned in syrup, her favorite, before holding it up to her. She takes a bite of it before happily chewing, trading kisses in between bites for each of them. I rollmy eyes as I dish up my own plate, scarfing down the food before deciding to go take a shower.

Once I got out of the shower, everyone else was just finishing their food. Wesley was doing the dishes while Liam, Asher, and Skyla took a shower. Hopefully, separately, or there is no way in fuck we will be getting out of here in two hours.

I pack my essentials, zipping up a small backpack as Wesley drops his bag onto the counter, filling it with protein bars, chips, bread, and God knows what else.

I lift a brow at him as he looks at me.

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