“I’d say it was weird to see you here, at my home, but I think you know that already,” the short man nearly spit out.
He seemed disgusted and not at all ready for the morning.
“Did you even brush your teeth this morning?” Liam asked Conley, following him into his large home and shutting the door.
Conley shrugged, his robe hanging off his broad shoulders haphazardly as he slid both his hands into the front of his silk boxers, “This is my first time out of bed this morning. I shouldn’t even be up right now but you insisted on stopping by before the sun was barely in the sky.”
“Sorry,” Liam smiled, hardly letting the apology show on his face. “I promised to help Phatima with some gardening again later this morning before I got swamped with latent paperwork. So this early was all I had av
