Allister crowded in next to him, but I was comfortable standing back to watch the scene unfold before me. Though Wynn and Antoine weren't at the door, I could feel them shift in this direction, no doubt listening in.
Jack 'the Big Man' frowned at them. "No, but I do bring flowers when I was an ass and need to apologize. The soup is for the flu. Isn't she sick?"
Drake froze and then he dropped his arms to his side.Fuck. What do I say?
I sighed and pushed between the twins. "Piper's too sick for visitors, but we'll tell her you stopped by. Thanks." I grabbed the flowers and bag from his hands and backed into the house.
"But I wanted to—"
Drake shut the door in the lawyer's face.
"So, that's Piper's boss?" Allister mused, scratching his chin.
I snorted. "That guy’s not her boss. He's the 'Big Man.'" I cackled all the way back into the living room where our real problems were.