Jacob stood in the doorway, holding his laptop, wearing nothing but his boxer briefs and his glasses, his hair a wild mess, his eyes wide like a deer caught in headlights. “Uhm… s**t. I'm sorry. I didn't mean to interrupt.
“You did,” Jaxon snapped, his voice clipped.
He wanted to throttle him when he interrupted, and now that urge only increased when Calista pulled away from him, clearing her throat nervously and looking anywhere but at him.
Jacob cleared his throat and looked away. “Right. Sorry. But this couldn't wait.” He stepped into the kitchen, eyes serious now. “We have a problem.”
“What kind of problem?” Jaxon asked, already moving as he walked towards Jacob.
Jacob’s voice was low, serious, as he placed his laptop on the counter. “Security breach. Cameras glitched on the w
