We both turned to find a gigantic hockey player lurking in the doorway. Chase raised his eyebrows but said nothing. He didn’t need to. Aaron paled. “Uh, I think I forgot something in the living room.” He darted around Chase, taking the stairs two at a time. Chase sauntered over, swinging the beers he was holding. “Sup.” “You’re so mean.” “So they tell me.” He cracked one of the beers and handed it to me. “But I saw Shiv upstairs and I couldn’t find you. I was worried.”
