Daughters.

Archie raised his brow.

"What did I just watch, DeLoach?"

"And why are you here, Donovan?" Ethan returned.

A fake frown started to form on the former's face, his lips thinning in displeasure,"Ouch, Ethan. Don't be such a rude host. I asked first and that means you should answer first."

"Really? I didn't know 22 years apart made you more childish than mature," Ethan taunted, his brows corked as he walked across the room to settle in one of the couches, not bothering to invite his guest to do the same. "My house, my rules, Arch. You won't force me to do anything against my will."

"Won't," Archie smirked. "I love that you didn't say 'can't'. Very wise of you."

He looked down at the phone to see Neil's message that he had successfully completed the errand he was sent on, before slipping his phone into his pocket.