Page 9 of Wedlocked

All the girls nodded.

Ryan pulled out his phone to tap on the screen. “Which is why I think we should go on vacay.”

“Vacation?” Lars echoed.

“Like a trip?” I asked, perking up.

Ryan nodded, tapping on his screen some more.

Since Rory was in his lap, she could see what he was looking at, and she gasped. “There?” She pointed.

“What do you think, Carrot? You like?” Ryan asked.

Turning, she flung her arms around his neck. “Best idea ever!”

Ryan chuckled.

“How about you share with the group?” Arsen put in.

Ryan turned his phone so everyone could see. “This chalet is available starting this weekend for the next week.”

I leaned over the table’s edge, focused on the massive wood and glass house with snow blanketing the roof and surroundings. “That’s not a house. That’s a castle,” I said.

Ryan laughed. “Technically, it’s a chalet with ten bedrooms, eleven baths, and it also has an indoor pool, two hot tubs, and access to the slopes.”

“Skiing?” I echoed, a hint of hesitation. That didn’t seem like something for the coordination-challenged. Aka me.

“Brooooo,” Jamie drawled, flinging his arm around Ryan’s neck. “This is why you’re the fixer.”

“Where’s it at?” Max wanted to know.

“White Pine Summit,” Ryan replied. “It’s the biggest ski resort in the Blue Ridge Mountains. It’s a few hours’ drive from here, but it could be fun.”

“That place has the best skiing,” Win put in. “I’ve been wanting to get on the slopes.”

“How did you manage to find something available on such short notice when it’s winter break?” Landry wondered.

“It’s a massive house,” Rush put in. “It’s probably expensive as hell.”

“Not if we split the cost sixteen ways,” Ryan supplied.

“I’m not going on a ski trip with my swimmers.” Emmett denied.

Beside him, Bodhi frowned.

“Then go on one with your family,” Rush countered.

Emmett seemed caught off guard as though he was considering it but then started to shake his head.

“It’s hours from here and winter break. It has nothing to do with college or classes. Aren’t you allowed to do what you want in your free time?” I asked.

Bodhi looked at me. The blue beanie covering his short blond hair emphasized his blue eyes and the gratefulness filling them.

Emmett pursed his lips.

“You could take vacation,” Bodhi said, turning those eyes back to his boyfriend.

“It’s swim season.” He was gruff.

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