CHAPTER 7
Connor had just pulled into his driveway when his cell went off. It sounded like tiny garbled elves all babbling at once. Briefly, he was confused, and then he realized two things:
The twins had been messing with his phone again. Probably while he was in the shower or distracted with dinner.
They’d picked the voices of Minions from the Despicable Me movies.“Gotta change my passcode again,” he muttered, turning off the SUV and fishing around in his jacket pocket. Britton’s name was splashed across his screen, and for a beat, he hesitated, not trusting his headspace to have this conversation.
Then again, if he didn’t Britton would just keep calling and it was better to talk out here and be alone than wait and risk the twins listening in. He could only imagine how that conversat
