Page 55 of Freedom Ride

“If I would have known you guys liked water, I would have kept you in the house,” he grumbled. He patted Marty on the head and smiled.

“They’re golden retrievers, Jonas. I think it’s in their DNA to love water.” That was true for Doc and Marty, at least. They had been water babies since the day I got them, and that hadn’t changed.

Marty’s tongue lolled out the side of his mouth, and he lovingly stared at Jonas.

“I think they like you,” I laughed.

“I’m sure seven days in dog years is like twenty days,” he laughed.

“You’re part of their pack now,” I smirked.

Marty jumped out of the hot tub and got the zoomies around the patio.

“You going with him, Doc?” I laughed. Doc moved to the side of the hot tub and watched Marty run around like his tail was on fire.

“I like this, Lennox,” Jonas murmured. He cupped my cheek and trailed his thumb over my skin. “I like you and me.”

“And Doc and Marty?” I giggled.

“Well, most of the time,” he grunted. “They did cockblock me.”

“Because it’s not like we’ve had sex so much that I’ve lost track of time.” I rolled my eyes and sighed. “I promise I’ll make it up to you later.”

“Oh yeah?” He pressed a kiss to my lips and tightened his arms around me. “How about we make later now?” He rose up from the water with me in his arms, and Doc let out a loud bark.

“We have to dry the boys off first,” I laughed. “They’re going to get everything soaked if we don’t.”

“Fine,” Jonas grumbled. “But as soon as their butts are dry, they’re getting a bone, and then so are you.” He wiggled his eyebrows and set me on my feet outside of the water. “Towels are over in that ottoman.”

I grabbed four towels and dried myself off while Jonas shut off the jets and pulled the cover over the hot tub.

“You take one, and I’ll take the other.” I tossed a towel at Jonas, and he managed to grab Doc as he zoomed by.

Marty barreled into me, and I rubbed the towel all over him.

I tossed the wet towel on the back of the chair, and I pushed my hair out of my face. “So, what were you saying about giving me a bone?”

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