CHAPTER ELEVEN
A buzzing noise cut through Wyatt’s sleep. They rolled over onto their side and listened to it for a few moments before realizing it was a cell phone vibrating on the bedside table.
Grayson muttered something, voice heavy with sleep, and curled farther into the blankets, but Wyatt sat up, heart quickening.
Their fingers closed around the still vibrating phone.
JESS was displayed across the screen. Wyatt’s breath caught, throat closing with the beginning of panic as they fumbled to bring the phone to their ear. “Jess?”
Please let everyone be safe.
“It’s Mom.” Jess’s voice was too controlled.
Wyatt thought their heart would stop for a split second before they were moving, sliding out of bed, searching for their clothes. “What happened?”
Still in bed, Grayson sat up and
