“Yes, I’m sure. I’ve been watching a game show and doing a skin care routine, as you can see. I was in the middle of dinner when you knocked.”

“Pretty late to be having dinner,” Wyatt snaps.

I raise my eyebrows at him. “Now you’re going to tell me when I’m allowed to eat?”

“Wyatt…” The warning edge to George’s tone has Wyatt falling silent again. George looks uneasy, but he takes a step back. “Alright. Sorry for disturbing you.”

He forces Wyatt to leave with him, ...