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“Party!” Dom clapped.

“Yay!” Ezra said around his thumb.

“I’ll take care of everything,” Mason said.

“You wanna come?” Lake invited.

Mason grinned. “I have some work to do or I would.” He crouched in front of Lake. “But your Daddy has been trying toget to me to take my vacation for a while. I think I’m going to start planning that.”

“About damn time,” Jesse groused. “You work too damn much.”

His Daddy was being protective again. Lake loved it.

“I have a group of friends from high school. You guys remind me of them. I think I needed to see you together. To remind me that there’s more than work,” Mason said.

“They seem to be good at making people realize that,” Jesse said. He kissed Jesse’s temple. That sounded like praise.

“I agree.” Mason groaned as he stood. “You get them home and I’ll take care of everything here.”

“Home!” Lake demanded then yawned.

“They’re going to wear themselves out and sleep good tonight,” Remi said.

“Slumber party!” Dom declared.

Chapter Eleven

Lake

“Dance party!” Lake shouted as he started to move his hips. The skirt around his ankles swished loudly.

The music blared from the speaker.

“Not another dance party,” Jesse said with a groan.

Lake giggled as he spun around his Daddy. “Silly Daddy.”

“Not silly Daddy,” Jesse said as he wrapped his arms around Lake and twirled him. “We danced so much the other night that my leg started to cramp.”

“Getting old?” Remi asked as he danced with Dom in his arms.

“Daddy not old!” Lake defended.

“He’s become quite outspoken since the other night,” Remi complained.

“My wicked, brave boy,” Jesse replied. He kissed Lake before nipping his bottom lip.

“Celebrating!” Lake reminded them. Not only were they celebrating Lake and Jesse being together, but Ezra had been approved for a restraining order against his parents. Jesse also had a team of lawyers that would go after Ezra’s parents civilly just in case the assault case didn’t go their way.

Jesse danced him past Ezra, who threw confetti at them.

“That better not be glitter!” Eric called from where he and Dane were trying to fix the table that Brandon had broken by sitting on it.

“Paper glitter!” Ezra told him. “I make it.”

“Daddy, can I come out of the corner?” Brandon called.

“No,” Dane replied. “I told you not to jump on the table.”