“Okay, spill your guts.” Wyatt backed out of the driveway and headed down the street. “You know damn well we don’t need to go Christmas shopping. Why is Cole still at our house and we’re leaving? Did you ask him about…”
“Oh, God no.” Oliver said. “Not after you were all Captain Smooth and left me in a lurch. I didn’t know what you wanted.”
“I wanted you to ask him to f**k. I’m sorry. I chickened out. I thought you’d do it for sure.”
“That would have been nice to know. No, I spent the day getting to know him a bit. Have you noticed anything off about him?”
“Not really.” Wyatt turned to look at Oliver as they sat at a stop light. “What do you mean?”
“His clothes. Anything seem familiar?”
“Nope. What are you getting at?”
“Wyatt, he’s homeless! He’s been sleeping in our garage and weari
