No Longer His Convenient Wife
The third one just stands there looking confused.
They’re heading straight for the vegetable patches in the kitchen garden. This is a disaster
“Oh for fuck’s sake. Get back here, you fluffy bastard!” River mutters, already running after the two escapees.
Rain claps his hands once, stepping forward like he’s suddenly qualified for this. “Okay. Okay, I’ve got this.”
“You don’t got anything,” Sienna says immediately, already pulling out her phone.
“I’ve seen videos,” Rain insists, spreading his arms wide like that’s somehow helpful. “You just—guide them—”