Emily had no clue what was going through Vincent's head. Between the buzz from last night and two passed-out kids, a hotel wasn't happening. One night wouldn't kill them.

After dishes duty, Emily started packing kid stuff.

"Where we headed, Mommy?" Isabella bounced over to "help."

Ben just folded clothes, quiet as usual.

"We're hitting a hotel, baby. Then in a few days, we're heading home to America." Emily wanted this James mess wrapped up ...