“Through alphas and magic and all manner of strange things,” he replied, grinning back. Reluctantly, he disentangled himself from Isaac and reached for the soap. “We’re using up all the hot water.”
“It suits us, really.” He laughed and let out a soft little whine, yet took a step back to reach for the shampoo. “But we were having fun!”
“We always have fun,” Summer murmured, a sly smile curving his mouth. He filled his hands will soap bubbles and began to wash Isaac, kneeling at his feet first.