“Yes, he is.” Tammy smiled.
“Why is he in your bed?” Jayden asked.
Tammy was saved from answering because at that moment, Jayden kind of snorted, seeming to wake himself up. He then coughed and opened his eyes. “Hey, buddy.” He stretched, releasing Tammy, then caught her in a hug again and kissed her brow. “What time is it?”
“It’s not time for school. Not yet.” Zak sat his toy rabbit on the bed. “Why are you in Mommy’s bed?
“Ah. Yes. That.” Jayden released Tammy and sat up.
She was relieved to spot the waistband of his boxers. He hadn’t stripped completely when they’d come back to bed.
Zak studied him. He clearly wasn’t going to give up until he had an answer.
“Well, you see that bit there.” Jayden pointed to the corner of the room, where the coffee-colored stain marred theceiling.
“Yes.” Zak nodded.
“Leaky roof. Needs fixing. Thought I’d get an early start on it. Wanna help?”
“Yes.” Zak grinned. “What do we have to do?”
“Well first.” Jayden stood, stretched again, elongating his back and arms, and then he swooped down and lifted Zak up high.
Zak whooped and giggled.
“We need to see if it’s dry,” Jayden said. “Have a feel.”
Zak stretched his small arm up to the ceiling and placed his palm flat on it. “I think it’s dry.”
“Good, that’s ’cause I fixed the tiles before you arrived. Now we can paint this ugly bit.”
“Can we paint it red?”
“That’s a good idea, but it won’t match the rest, will it?” Jayden lowered him back to the carpet. “The rest of the ceiling is white.”
“We could do it all red.”
“We’d have to ask Uncle Hudson before we do that.” Tammy smiled and got out of bed. She was still wearing the small black dress and quickly put on her robe before Zak started asking more questions. “Let’s get breakfast. Pancakes or waffles?”
“Waffles with banana and syrup.” Zak clapped, grabbed Bilbo, and ran out of the room.
Jayden caught her in an embrace. “I liked sleeping in your bed.”
“You did?”
“Yeah.” He swept his lips over hers. “Waking up with you suits me. I’m ready to kick ass today.”
“Good, I’m glad.” She laughed.
“Wanna come with me?”
“Where?”
“I’ve got to do this drop, in LA, but we could make a day of it. You seen the Hollywood sign before?”
“No, never.”
“So let’s do that. The bike could do with the run out.”