*Eli*

When we reach Adam and Shelby’s room, Tristan reaches for the doorknob, determined to walk right in, as he’s already forewarned us.

I grab his arm and pull it back while Kelly knocks, both of us giving him a stern look.

“What?” he asks. “I told you, it’s more fun to just trot right on in. Why are we standing here, looking at one another like a bunch of ninnies who don’t want to see a free show?”

I sigh and shake my head. “They’re our friends, ...