I sighed. “You’re a lot.”
“And you owe me a lot. Casey really needed to go up to get her iPad earlier, but I told her that the top floor of the house was off-limits while there was a boy up there.”
I looked over to find Casey staring up at my three men, her eyes wide. “God, this is a mess.”
Pulling me closer, she hugged me and snorted in my ear while trying to hold in a laugh. “Sorry, sorry. I just really love you and I can’t wait to tie you to a chair and torture you until you tell me everything.”
I took Hank from her and hugged him tight before kissing him goodbye. “Be good for Aunt Kara. Or shit on her bed. Whatever you feel like.”
“Swear jar!” Casey managed to grab the jar before Taylor and stuck her tongue out at him. “Ten bucks, Aunt Mal.”
I narrowed my eyes at her and grabbed my wallet from my purse. “I don’t think I like this swear jar.”
“I think it’s necessary. Your Aunt Mal has a really dirty mouth.” Julian said it so straight-faced that I almost could’ve believed that he wasn’t being dirty until he looked at me and wagged his brows.
“And that’s our cue! We’ll be leaving now.”
“We’ll get her back before you leave for work in the morning.” Isaac took my shoulders and guided me towards the front door. He cut off my objections with a slap on the ass that I hoped he knew he’d pay for later.