He sighed and barked out a laugh. “Yep, seeyou there.”
Disconnecting the call, Shane looked at me.“Let’s go get their drunk asses.”
I raised one eyebrow. “This isn’t new?”
He snorted. “Fuck no. They do this at leastonce a month. A few weeks ago I got there to find them drunk off their assesgiggling and trying to talk Wade into buying new furniture because they wereconvinced the couch and chairs were dumping them on the floor.”
He snorted when I gave him a look like hewas insane.
“If they could have figured out how to getnew shit delivered at midnight, they would have.” Grabbing his keys, he marchedtoward the door. “Let’s go.”
They were all insane.
The drive was quick, and as we headed over,Shane’s frustration turned to smiles. “Tanner has to be drunk off his ass forBradley to have called you.”
“Why?”
Shane chuckled. “Because they were supposedto be just hanging out tonight, and I was told that of course I didn’t need towait up for him or come get him.”
I snorted. “That does not sound like theparty that called my house. They were giggling and drunk as skunks.”
Thankfully, he didn’t ask for specifics.
I was hoping they’d have sobered up a bitby the time we got there, but as we knocked on Wade’s door, I could hear thegiggles still coming from inside followed by a thud. We both leaned closer tothe door, but no one seemed to be interested in answering it.
Before we could decide what to do, a snortcame from behind us. “Just open it. They probably didn’t remember to lock it.”
We both glanced back to see Silas shakinghis head. He nodded toward Shane. “Thanks for the heads up.”
He was casual enough that it seemed to be aregular occurrence for him as well. Were they really this drunk this often?
“Were they just drunk or drunk and up tosomething?” Silas was definitely too used to this.
“Um, that depends on your definition of upto something.” Trying to avoid the conversation for a few moments, I tried thedoor.
Locked.
Silas reached into his pocket for his phoneand started dialing. I saw him crack a smile as Austin’s excited but drunkvoice came through the phone. “Master. How did you know I was thinking of you?”
“Because you’re drunk and up to mischief,Trouble.” Silas’s dry response had giggles spilling out of the phone.
“You’re magic, Master.” Austin’s inebriatedresponse had Silas trying not to laugh.
“Do you want to see another magic trick?”Silas’s tempting voice had Austin begging for another as voices questioned himin the background. “Then open the door and you’ll see another one.”
More giggles and questions came through thephone followed by another large thud, but eventually the door opened and we sawAustin beaming. “Master. You’re magic.”
“And you’re drunk.” Silas’s answer hadAustin giggling again.
But the laughter seemed to make Austinunsteady because he started to sway on the high heels he was wearing. “Oh—”
We stepped aside just in time for Silas towrap his arms around the tipsy omega who was looking at him with wide eyes.“Magic. When did you get here?”
I snorted.
It wasn’t polite, but he was too drunk tonotice. He was, however, mentally aware enough to look over at me and smile.“You’re magic too. You can save me from Bradley after I ask you a question.What do you think about monsters?”
For crying out loud.
