"What the hell are you doing out of your room like that Rid?" Lance squealed.
I crossed my arms over my chest. "What the hell is that supposed to mean?"
Logan chuckled, but Colt was the one to answer.
"You are in nothing, but a shirt, and mens underwear." He said casually.
"Yeah, my mates underwear." I argued.
"You need to get out of here before Dax sees you, and kills us all!" Lance panicked.
I rolled my eyes.
"Not me. I'm mated to his sister." Logan said with great amusement.
"You need to go Ridley." Lance demanded.
I scowled at him. "Don't talk to me like that you dipwad. I'm in Dax's clothes, how mad can he get?"
"Yeah, but you know how he's been lately." Colt said.
"Yeah, come to think of it you aren't safe either then Logan." I told him.
Logan visably gulped. "Lance
