I squint and groan, the sun in my eyes even through the curtains. I roll over, snuggling into the body next to mine, their arm wrapping around my waist and pulling me closer so our naked chest brush.

"I love you," I tilt my head softly and watch his eyelashes fluttering.

"I love you too," His voice is hoarse and I grin remembering why.

"We fell asleep again."

Rey just nods, not opening his eyes. I wish I could lay here all day in his arms, studying his beautiful face, but I force myself to sit, Rey groaning from the loss of contact. I lean over, press a quick kiss to his forehead, and grab my phone.

"Holy shit!" I fly out of the bed naked and into the attached bathroom, "Rey, get up! Colton's birthday party starts in like, ten minutes and we still need to get a present!"

Rey sighs and sits up in the bed, rubbing the sleep out of his eyes as I frantically get ready. Reagan's going to chop our nuts off if we're too late. I get ready in the speed of light and shove Rey out of the bed and into the bathroom before I slide twenty bucks in the card and sign it, forging Rey's signature.

"Relax, the kids turning 15. He doesn't care if we're there or not," Rey casually slides a shirt on and I shake my head to stop staring at his stomach.

"Exactly, he's 15. He's not a baby, he will notice is we're not there. And Reagan will slit our throats," I point a finger at Rey and he hesitates before nodding his head.

"Good point, where are my tennis shoes?"

Our house is a mess from Thanksgiving since we held it at our house this year. Rey and I jump over random things and ignore the overflowing sink altogether as we search for shoes and jackets and keys and wallets before jumping into the car and practically speeding to Reagan's house.

I jog up to the door but stop to straighten my shirt and hair so Reagan doesn't know how much of a time crunch we got ready on. Rey makes it to my side as we push through the front door and smile at all the family in the living room.

"Hi! Where's the birthday boy?" I hug Alana and Jacob. I greet their still alive grandmother, Linda, and Rey plops down on the couch next to Steven while I wander into the kitchen. 

Reagan is pouring coffee into various mugs when she sees me and scowls, "I told you two to be here at three."

I roll my eyes and put the card on the kitchen table, "It's three eleven. Calm down. He doesn't care."

Reagan shakes her head, and moves the cake further away from me, knowing I'll try to steal some frosting, "Yeah, but I care. He and his friends are in the back playing football, but we're going to do the cake in a couple minutes."

I nod and take a cup of coffee from her, "Where's Jaiden?"

Reagan stops and gives me wide eyes, "Oh, did I not tell you? Stella gave birth last week. Yeah, they named her Lily. Colton and I both told him he didn't have to come since he has a new baby at home, but I think he's stalling going to try and stop by later."

I nod and sip the coffee, "That's nice. Is she as fat as Colton was?"

Reagan gives me a dirty look, "He didn't get chubby until later."

I laugh, "Woops. Babies all see the same."

Reagan shakes her head and I help her carry the mugs out to the living room, dishing them out. I plop down next to Rey, who's focused on the game playing with Steven. 

"So, are you still overflowing in Thanksgiving leftovers?" Alana crosses her legs and I laugh and take a sip of my coffee.

"Yep. In fact, we had to freeze some of it before it went bad. Rey won't eat the mash potatoes, so I've had it for pretty much every meal," I send Rey a quick dirty look and Alan laughs.

"I could never get him to eat the mash potatoes. He always complained about it being disgusting plain mush-"

"It is a disgusting plain mush," Rey mummers under his breath and I roll my eyes.

"We're doing the cake in the dining room!" Colton barely pops into the living room before going into the dining room.

"The game will be on reruns for years, your nephew only turns 15 once," I pry Rey off the couch, and Steven so Reagan doesn't yell at him, and pull them into the dining room that is already overrun by a few teenage boys and a controlling mother aka Reagan.

I lean over to the seat Colton's sitting in and whisper in his year, "We woke up late and don't like leaving the house, so you're getting twenty bucks from Gruncle and me."

Colton grins and whispers back, "I'll tell mom I only asked for money."

I wink at him and take my place next to Rey as we sing the poor kid happy birthday. He blushes and reminds me more of Riley than Reagan. We cut the cake and dish it out.

I'm stuffing my face when Reagan's phone begins to ring and someone says hello on face time.

"Quiet! Riley wants to tell us something," She turns the phone to the group and I wave my fork in the air.

Riley and Mike are grainy on the small screen but they're smiling, "Hi! Happy birthday Colton!"

Colton waves, embarrassed, "Thanks."

"Anway. We have news," I knew what it was before she said anything, "We're pregnant again!"

The whole house erupts in cheers. I smile and kiss Rey as everyone congratulates Riley over the phone. I don't even care i woke up late anymore.