Pulling into the garage, he could already hear Molly barking as Patrick and Lexie walked into the garage behind his car. Both of them were carrying small bags slung over their shoulders. The one gently bumping against Lexie’s hip was making suspicious clinking noises as she walked and he was pretty sure it didn’t have any clothes in it.

“Everyone’s on their way,” Lexie said cheerfully.

“Everyone?” Olivia asked, sounding a little startled.

“Everyone,” Patrick confirmed. “I thought Adam and Angel would at least stay away, but she responded they were coming right after he texted that they weren’t, and then a few minutes later he texted that they were.”

The grin on Lexie’s face was repeated on Luke and Olivia’s. He’d probably spent the least amount of time with Angel out of everyone in the group of friends, but every time with her had always been entertaining. She seemed to make it her life’s goal to constantly annoy her husband and Dom, while he tolerated it. Although he’d been told normally he just tolerated it right up until he didn’t and that’s when she’d get a spanking, but she’d been pretty heavily pregnant ever since he’d known her and (obviously) only become more so. He’d only heard the stories about her being dragged off for a hot and heavy punishment, not actually seen it. However, with her sassy mouth and Adam’s intimidating scowl it wasn’t hard to imagine.

As Molly’s barking become more frantic—probably because she could hear their voices but hadn’t seen any of them yet—Luke turned. “I’m coming, I’m coming. Impatient dog.”

She whined as he approached the garage door and let out an excited yelp when he opened it. One quick rub against his legs and then she shot past him, quickly sniffing everyone before scampering back to him.

Chuckling, he crouched down to give her ears a good rub while she licked his face. “Ugh... Molly... love me with less tongue, please.”

Another whine accompanied by a lot of wriggling and then she dashed behind him to check out Olivia who looked... nervous? Was she scared of dogs?

Please don’t hate me, please don’t hate me... Olivia held out her hand for the gorgeous chocolate brown dog to sniff. She was beautiful, with floppy ears and silky looking fur, and was an absolute bundle of energy. Obviously she and Luke had a pretty great bond.

It seemed as though Olivia’s worries were unwarranted however. Rather than sniffing her hand, Molly shoved her head underneath Olivia’s fingers, her tail wagging in excitement, happy little whines pouring forth from her as she tried to entice Olivia into petting her. Chuckling, Olivia happily gave her a scratch.