“Don’t answer it,” Kellan pleaded and attempted to pull Darwin’s head toward him and Endymion again. “Let it go to voicemail.”
Darwin shook his head. “That may be a new client, K.”
Kellan sighed. “Fuck! My dick is hard, and I’m fucking horny. If it’s a client, it better turn out to be a real case. Otherwise, I’ll be pissed as hell.”
Endymion laughed as the three of them rushed up the stairs toward the master bedroom. “If it’s a real case, I’ll go with you.”
Darwin beamed at Endymion. “What about your customers?”
“My first appointment will be at two in the afternoon. If anyone stops by without informing me, it’s his or her fault that I’m not at home. My customers can’t expect me to be at home all the time. There are days when I need to do my grocery shopping or hang out with a friend or two.”