Elliot only had time to kick off his shoes at home before his phone went off. He leaned his back against the door with a deep sigh, pulled out the phone, and answered without looking at the display. He knew who the caller was.
“Yeah?”
“Elliot? Where are you?” Mick spoke in a hushed tone, and Elliot could hear other voices in the background, letting him know Mick wasn’t alone.
“I went home.” He squeezed his eyes shut and slid down the wall until his ass hit the floor.
“What? Why?” The irritation crept into Mick’s voice, even though Elliot doubted anyone else would recognize it.
“Why do you think?” Elliot didn’t want to do this over the phone, but he guessed he only had himself to blame since he hadn’t texted Mick immediately after leaving. But he still wasn’t in the mood to make it eas
