Chapter 35

“You should grab your clothes,” David said, gesturing at the duffel bag still by the door

Jonah trotted off as David headed for the kitchen. If they were going to spend the rest of the day in bed, he wanted to take up some supplies to ensure they had no reason to come back down again. That would certainly make the next twenty-four hours pass quickly. He had just stepped out of the foyer when he heard a door open behind him, and he turned in time to see Jonah picking up the bag and smiling at an approaching Jesse.

“Going cross-eyed from all that small print yet?” Jonah joked.

“No, but I am getting a bit of a headache. What happened to your shirt?”

“Oh. I spilled some juice down my front. I figured if Uncle Derek went to the bother of bringing me clean clothes, it wouldn’t hurt to take a real shower.” His grin widened. “You Brits need to learn a thing or two about water pressure. That thing they tried to pass as a shower in my apartment in London was just sad.”