NOAH’S POV

I gently locked the door behind me and stepped inside, careful not to make a sound. The living room was dark, which meant Gavin was already asleep. That was weird, but also a good thing. At least I wouldn’t have to explain anything.

Just as I was about to sneak past, the lights suddenly flickered on.

I froze.

Standing by the dining table, arms crossed and eyes narrowed, was Lucas. And right next to him, munching on a bag of crunchy chips, was Gavin.

"And where the hell are ...