“Damn this day,” Brandon grumbled as he wrestled open the door connecting the garage to the house. The keys promptly fell to the floor. “Damn it, damn it, damn it!” He yanked the keys off the floor and hung them on their designated hook.
He leaned down to remove one of his loafers, and nearly tipped over. “Argh,” he snarled.
“Honey, is that you?” Selene's voice filtered through the kitchen door into the mudroom.
“Selene!” Maggie whined.
Maggie's here? Crap. I really don’t need her drama right now.
“I'm here,” he replied, throwing his shoe against the wall.
“Alarm, please,” she said.
Annoyed at being reminded to do something he never forgot, he punched the buttons hard. One knuckle cracked. The soft beeping of the keypad sounded distressed. Like an erratic heartbeat monitor.
“Stop t
