Page 19 of Momcom Vacation

“How about we go hunt for treasure?” Cortney steps between us.

I swear to god I’ve never loved Man Bun more. That’s saying something, because he’s definitely in my top five favorite people.

“I like treasure,” Finn says, nodding along, his curls bouncing.

“Technically,” Collette starts, one brow cocked, “treasure is in the eye of the beholder.”

Enzo lets out a long breath. “True. Like Beckett, here. We all wonder what the duck Liv sees in him.”

“I think he drugged her.” Phoebe cups a hand over her mouth, though she barely lowers her voice.

Hands on my hips, I wait for Enzo to reprimand her. Instead, he smiles down at her like she and her sister are the true treasure here.

I guess it’s true: there’s someone for everyone.

“Yodelayheehoo! Yode-lay, yode-lay, yode-lay-hee-hoo!” A high-pitched voice echoes through our small space, and every man and child whips around.

An older woman wrapped in a towel stands near the front door, shimmying her shoulders.

Enzo lunges forward, blocking her from view of the children.

“Is she naked under that?” Cortney hisses.

Rowan is no help. He’s laughing so hard that tears stream down his face.

“Muriel.” Unfortunately, I recognize the backside of the caretaker who lives here almost immediately. Considering that she burst into my room while I was changing yesterday and then tried to sneak into my bed early this morning, I’ve become quite familiar with her.

Rather than respond, she spins, her shimmying getting bolder.

My balls shrivel in fear.Please don’t let the old lady drop her towel.

Clearly, she’s struggling with some kind of cognitive decline because, though she and her husband agreed to stay in the main house for the next few days, she keeps showing up here.

“Miss—please!”

And then she does it. She drops her towel, and I let out the highest-pitched scream to ever be screamed.

This is so not my week.

Gavin: Are you at least enjoying yourself after you stole my fucking plane?

Me: The house is cramped, everyone is whiney, and I’ve yet to see my wife. What do you think?

Brooks: LOL. Why don’t you just tell her you’re there?

Aiden: Because he’s supposed to be giving her girl time. Keep up, Brooks.

Gavin: This was a stupid idea. And we almost lost our game last night because we’re short a defenseman and A PLANE.

Me: The plane thing is getting old. You sound like Enzo continuously crying over being kidnapped.

Brooks: Wait! You kidnapped all of them?

Aiden: How come you didn’t kidnap me? I like vacations.

Gavin: You have a fucking job.

Aiden: Right, Coach. Sorry, Coach. On the ice is the only place I ever want to be. My life is the best vacation ever.

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