“Have you made arrangements for the broken window to be replaced?” Edward asked before taking a sip of his orange juice.
“Yes. It should be done by the end of the day,” Trick responded, his fingers still flying across his keyboard and not bothering to look up at his friend.
“And Moreno took care of the police report?”
Something like irritation slowly crawled over his nerves. Trick stopped typing and looked at his friend seated across from him at the dining table. It was mid-morning and the beach house was buzzing with life.
Trey was in the kitchen putting his cooking skills to good use with the help of Danielle. He wasn’t sure how much the girlfriend was helping, but who was Trick to judge?
Abigail and Nadiya sat in the living room with their babies and seemed totally engrossed in a
