After showering, I slipped on one of Tobias’ shirts when a phone rang. My fingers twitched. I wanted nothing more than to grab it and beg whoever was on the other end of the line for help. It's a good thing I held that impulse back though because Tobias walked over to where it lay on the charger and answered it. "What?" he snapped, a growl in his voice.

Theo walked out of the shower using a towel to work on his wet head. Theo raised a brow. "What's going on?" he demanded. He paused, reading something on Tobias' face, and nodded. "I can go," he offered.

Tobias hung up...