“What the hell are you doing here?” Eric asked, not bothering to open his eyes as Nathan sat down next to him.
Instead of answering him, Nathan tossed his phone with their mother’s most recent email opened on his brother’s lap even as he continued to glare at the reason why he’d come down here at two in the morning. Frowning, Eric picked up his phone and-
“Oh,” his brother said, slowly exhaling as he read through the message, nodded, and said, “You’re fucked.”
“Tell me something that I don’t know,” Nathan said, taking his phone back so that could slide it back in his pocket.
“Does she know?” Eric asked as he threw Tara a curious look.