“Don’t worry.” I trail kisses along her jaw, forcing her head back and exposing the column of her throat. “I knowjustwhat you like…”
EPILOGUE
SORREN
6 WEEKS LATER
OTTO: Hey man you can’t be serious
CASE: Seriously I mean—there’s just no way
SORREN: Don’t worry, I already got the green light from Fallon and Hannah
SORREN: Also good news—Miss Thelma has graciously offered to help you ‘get into position’—her words not mine
HANK: Oh I can’t wait for this
WAYLON: Marlee and I are bringing snacks so we don’t miss the entertainment
HAYDEN: Otto I bet you fill out that…position REALLY well
OTTO: I hate you
HAYDEN: That was a compliment!
SORREN: Case make sure you show your best side I mean your wife is the one taking the pictures
HAYDEN: He means your booty
EVERETT: You didn’t just say that
CASE: NO ONE SHOULD BE SAYING IT
SORREN: You did this to yourself
OTTO: Yeah and Otto of like ten years ago—even five years ago—would be all over this
OTTO: I think I gained some pregnancy weight and I’m a little self-conscious
TANNER: I wouldn’t mention that to Fallon
TANNER: Personal experience
OTTO: Not cool man—we have matching shirts—you’re supposed to be on my side!
TANNER: Oh! I got you a new shirt for when you’re done.
SORREN: Probably going to be chilly in there though—you know so the dogs don’t overheat
HANK: This is terrifying
CASE: So you’re not coming?
HANK: Oh I’m definitely coming—might even be a Christmas card opportunity
OTTO: No one wants my ass on a Christmas card
WAYLON: (gif of person doubled over laughing)