Chapter 48: Morgan

When Brad finally joined Aaren and I in the kitchen, he did so without a word. Instead, he went through the kitchen, opening and slamming shut every cabinet.

"What are you looking for," I asked, annoyed.

He glared at me in return. "I'm looking for the f*cking coffee mugs."

Aaren sighed and stood, going to the cabinet above the coffee maker and handing him one. "You don't drink coffee."

"I didn't sleep." I had a feeling a lot more would burn than just the gazebo until Bradley was satisfied.

Brad made himself a cup of coffee and then came to sit at the kitchen table with us. We all sat in silence, none of us wanting to voice what we were feeling.

"I have to go to work," Aaren finally managed, though he didn't look at either of us.

I scoffed. "Is that really important right now?"

"Of course it is, we still have a business to run."