Ulric had to be out of his damn mind. That was the only explanation he could fathom for allowing two complete strangers into his home when it was so obvious the women were lying. Not forgetting that something was off about their scent.
Sighing, Ulric walked into his office and threw the car keys on the desk. He then turned, leaned his weight against the desk, and faced the door. Then he folded his arms across his chest and waited. He could already hear the heavy footsteps headed his way and the scent of frustration that permeated the air. Barely a second later, the first person stormed in.
“Ulric, what the hell, man?” Tate growled as his bare feet carried him into the office shirtless. The man hadn’t even bothered to finish buttoning up his jeans which hung open on his hipbones. And he w
