“Come on.” Leading me in, Silas grunted aswe walked in on Shane and Russ trying to convince their subs that Dakota wasn’tmagic and hadn’t disappeared. Jonah seemed to be near tears and Wade wassitting on the floor looking like the world was coming to an end.
Were we going to do this every week? Everyfew weeks?
My vote was going to be at least once amonth.
I barely held back more laughter as I mademy way through the room, giving everyone a little wave. Russ huffed and frownedat me. “Where is Dakota?”
Hadn’t anyone actually looked for him?
“He seems to have slipped off the toiletand wedged himself against the wall. I was called in to get him unstuck.” Ofcourse, that had Dakota’s voice coming loudly through the phone. He was takingissue with the wordunstucknow.
In fact, we were at the point where he wasdemanding that it be taken out of the dictionary.
“I’ll be right back.” Still grinning,because the entire situation was just fabulous, I quickly glanced in whatseemed to be a hall bathroom. Shane was sighing and complaining that he likedthem better when they were horny and just the floor was moving.
They clearly didn’t appreciate thecreativity they were surrounded by.
The small cottagey layout didn’t leave thatmany places where Dakota could be hiding. Wandering into what had to be themaster bedroom judging by the large bed and lived-in look, I quickly identifiedthe bathroom door and knocked. “Dakota?”
His voice came through the phone and thedoorway. “Yes.”
I was trying not to laugh, but he made ithard with his pleasant but slightly impatient voice. “Can I come in?”
I wasn’t sure what he’d been doing whenhe’d called me earlier, but I couldn’t imagine him doing anything intimate onthe phone…right?
“You’re here?” He sighed. “That’s goodbecause I have to piss now.”
That really didn’t answer my mentalwanderings, but I supposed I would figure it out. “Yes, I’m here.”
Slowly opening the door, I peeked my headin, wanting to make sure I wouldn’t smack him with the door. At first I didn’tsee him, but as I stepped deeper into the large master bath, I finally saw himtucked into the corner of the room.
Yep, he was stuck…or at least stuck for adrunk person.
If he’d been sober, I knew he could’vegotten out, but he was clearly three sheets to the wind. “You’re stuck.”
He rolled his eyes as he stared up at me.“You’re a genius.”
Laughing, I shook my finger. “Is that howyou talk to your Dom?”
He seemed to seriously consider thatquestion as I disconnected the phone and shoved it in my pocket. Before hecould come up with an answer, I reached down and shifted him so he could slideout of the small space.
Wade took that moment to walk into thebathroom, relief pouring from him. “You’re safe. Silas said it was magic andthat we hadn’t lost you and I couldn’t figure out how that worked.”
They were fabulous.
“No magic.” I smiled reassuringly at Wadeas he swayed precariously back and forth. “He’s just stuck.”
I was a bit worried that if Wade tippedover we’d all end up stuck, so I took his hand and braced him against the sink.
“Oh.” His eyes widened like he wassurprised it was there. “Thank you.”
The worried omega made me want to pull himinto my arms and tell him it would be okay, but I didn’t know him well enoughto think that was a good idea.
Turning back to Dakota, I smiled. “Nexttime tell someone where you're going.”
He snorted. “I should not have to tellsomeone I’m calling my Dom to complain.”
I couldn’t find a good response to that, soI leaned down and shifted his torso so he could move easier. When he couldsafely wiggle out and not damage the toilet, I pulled him up and helped him tostand. “There you go.”
