Dawn's POV
Saturday Night — 10:30 p.m.
"Mom! Can Tanner stay the night?"
I looked toward my son.
Evan stood beside Tanner, both boys wearing identical hopeful expressions.
I glanced at Chelsea.
She shrugged. "Fine with me."
Grant nodded. "Long as they don't keep everybody awake."
I turned back toward the boys.
"Let me guess. You're planning an all-night gaming marathon."
Evan grinned.
"Maybe."
"Wonderful. Two teenage zombies wandering around my kitchen tomorrow morning."
Tanner laughed.
"We'll sleep."
"Eventually," Evan added.
I pointed at him.
"See? That's the kind of honesty that gets you into trouble."
Hunter chuckled from his chair.
"Amateurs. You don't tell your parents you're staying up all night."
Sandman turned toward his son.
"Something you wanna share?"
Hunt
