Aubrey's POV
The doorbell rang again. Matt's face lit up like he'd been waiting for this moment.
He shot up from the couch, nearly spilling his tea in the process. "That's for you."
I frowned. "For me?"
He was already halfway to the door, grinning like a mischievous kid. "Yep. Stay right there, don't move."
"Matt…" I warned, sitting up straighter. "What did you do?"
He glanced over his shoulder, that smug little twinkle in his eye only making me more suspicious. "Relax, it's nothing illegal. Probably."
I rolled my eyes. "That's not comforting."
He pulled open the door before I could interrogate him further.
My breath caught. As Matt darted toward the door, that sinking feeling settled low in my stomach. I hadn't even had a chance to ask him who it was. My heart
