“We talked about this!” Reese heard Sara snap, which normally wouldn’t have fazed him and if hadn’t been for the, “I’ve got this!” that followed, he would have continued sitting there, staring at the pictures that Uncle Jared sent over this morning.
Rubbing his hands roughly down his face, he pushed his office chair back and went to find out what nightmare his unwanted roommates were getting into now. As he headed down the back hallway towards the kitchen, he considered sending them Trevor’s way and leaving his cousin to deal with them only he couldn’t do it. Well, he could, but since his wife would kill him and his daughter would probably throw something at his head, he decided to just deal with whatever they’d gotten into so that he could go back to work.
“I will kill you,” Sara bit out as Reese rounded the corner.
“Stop getting in the way of my dreams, woman!” Eric snapped as he reached for a screwdriver from that toolbox that he’d bought on the off-chance that he found something broken around the house before Reese could get to it.