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“I’ll drive your car,” Jesse offered.

“I can bring you back in the morning,” Lake offered.

“Or I can Uber and you can sleep in.”

Lake rolled his eyes.

“We’ll discuss it later,” Jesse said.

“Fine.” Lake really didn’t want to argue about it. He was just excited about having Jesse go home with him.

Jesse slipped Lake’s backpack off Lake’s shoulder to carry it. He passed Al over then grabbed his own bag again.

“Is this dumb?” Lake asked. “We could just stay here. In the penthouse. I can go home in the morning and grab some clean clothes.”

“Or I can take my boy home,” Jesse said. “Where all your pretty stuff is and where you’re most comfortable.”

“I’d really like that.”

“Me too.” Jesse waved Lake forward. “And the sooner we leave, the quicker we can get to bed.”

Lake giggled.

“What, baby?”

“The house isn’t as big as the penthouse,” Lake reminded him.

“Okay?”

“If Dom hears us having sex, we’ll never hear the end of it.”

Jesse paled and his steps faltered.

“Like I wouldn’t even put it past him to bring it up over breakfast,” Lake teased.

“He would totally do that.”

“So?” Lake asked.

Jesse huffed. “I’m not scared of Dom.”

“Aren’t you?” Lake taunted.

“He can be pretty evil. That’s why the aliens would return him,” Jesse said.

“Penthouse?” Lake offered.

“No, baby,” Jesse said. “We can handle Dom.”

“If you’re sure,” Lake said.

“I have an ace up my sleeve,” Jesse told him.

“Remi?” Lake guessed.

“Yep. I’ll text him from the car.”

“Sounds good to me, Daddy.”