“I swear to God, the only person he is nice to anymore is Tatum," Denise mumbled under her breath as Drew stomped his feet up the stairs.
“What's the problem?" Liam asked, coming in with Tyler and Rooster in tow. They had finished early at the shop, thanks to Rooster, and he'd invited them over for a beer.
“Your son is a jackass," she told him, rolling her eyes as Drew slammed his door.
“Welcome to life with a teenager," Rooster laughed, looking back and forth between them. He'd seen it many times on the force, parents who were at the end of their rope with their children.
“What he said, he's a teenager," Liam reminded his wife.
She cut her eyes at him. “Yeah, I'm aware. Not only did I give birth to him, but I clean up his bathroom."
The guys chuckled.
“Totally not sure I'm gonna su
