"I give up, they're too small."
"He's a foot long when he's hard," Ela whispered to Cara, as if bragging.
"Really?" She whispered back. "I don't think he gets that from his father," Cara said with a small smile and then a frown.
"I can hear you," Merlin said with a laugh. "What's with the whispering? Trying to tell secrets?"
"No secrets. Just talking about your junk in the trunk," Ela said with a grin. Merlin laughed. "Could I use your bathroom? Too much wine."
She grabbed a towel from a stack on a chair. She was having trouble standing straight as she dried herself.
"Let me go with you," Cara said.
"Ok thanks," Ela replied with a smile.
"Querida, let's talk first," Mathew said.
"What is it?"
"Come here," he said, indicating she should kneel down to his level in the hot tub.
