“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)