Chapter 11“f**k!” Gabe tilted his head toward the ceiling as soon as they no longer could see Riley through the windows.
“What happened?” Quillian was frowning at him when he focused on them again.
“I…eh…”
“Staked a claim.” Rook spoke into his cup.
“Is that bad?” Quillian looked between them, and Raphael made an affirmative sound. Gabe glared at him. As his brother, it was his job to tell Gabe everything would be fine, and that he hadn’t messed up or something along those lines.
“What?” Raphael glared back. “Up until yesterday, he didn’t allow you to touch him, and now you saunter in and kiss him without greeting him first.”
“I greeted—” He cut himself off. He hadn’t. Riley had said good morning, but he’d been too busy sending Rook hostile looks to reply.
“I might have helped with t
