The door to Kimberly's office dramatically opened, and Percy stomped his feet on his way in with a huge frown.
"I understand I'm your third-in-command, your investigator," he complained, then completely changed his tone while raising his brows up and down before he continued, "your most handsome friend..."
Kimberly couldn't help but roll her eyes.
Then Percy frowned at the Alpha again. "But I'm not your chaperone!"
He tossed the clothes to Liam. "Him! He's your chaperone!"
"I'm still higher in rank than you, punk," Liam hissed.
Liam passed the clothes to Sawyer, who was sitting on the couch, only a towel covering his lower body.
Kimberly took off her glasses and glared at her mate. "So noisy early in the morning. I ought to just punish you—"
"In bed?" Percy interjected mischievously.
Kimberly quickly picked up the cup of coffee she finished and threw it at him. Reflexively, Percy caught the cup as if it was such a precious jewel.
