The growl of a zipper filled the hotel suite before Jonah flung open the lid to his suitcase. He tossed a pair of socks inside, half pleased when they landed in the gap beside a stack of shirts. If only everything else in his life would fall into place with such ease.
He tuned out the chirping from his phone and the text message it announced. There were enough distractions for him to deal with today. He didn't need to deal with anyone else.
A voice cleared behind him. All his thoughts scattered as he remembered the question still hanging in the air, and the answer his brother, Theo, wanted. Yet the answer Jonah had wouldn't be the one Theo expected.
Shaking his head, Jonah grabbed his shaving kit off the bed, securing it inside the suitcase. Might as well apologize and get it over with.
