I roll my head across the pillow. “I thought you said everyone out.” “Yeah, well…” A muscle works in that sharp jaw as he rises to stand. “I’m not everyone.” A scoff pops out of my mouth. “Husband privileges?” Husband. The word is as annoying as Wyatt. He smiles and turns on the bedside lamp. “Something like that.” “Think we pissed off our entire family.” “They’ll get over it. I’m not worried about them.”
