Jake Abbot “I f*****g hate that guy,” Wyatt growled before storming off into the breakfast area. I couldn’t argue. Why the hell did he have his hands all over her? She said nothing was going on between them. I blew out a breath as I followed him. The rest of the team was already eating, and I went to grab a plate before sitting down with Wyatt. He was frantically typing on his phone when I sat down. “You good?” I asked him. “f*****g fabulous,” he snapped as he glared at his phone. He can’t be grumpy for the same reason I am, can he? I know he thinks no one is good enough for his sister, but this was over the top, even for him. “Hey,” Warren sat down across from us. “What the f**k is going on with Winter and Mission?” He demanded. “And why the f**k did we have to be here earlier?” War