Jake's POV

Clay and Cody took forever to put their clothes on. They were brothers, and they had known they were shifters basically all of their lives. It didn't bother them to change together. They were young, seventeen and eighteen years old. Jake could hear them goofing around in the bathroom.

He banged his fist on the door.

"Let's go, boys," Jake called.

He could hear the scrambling. The door opened a few moments later.

Gas stations with bathrooms on the ...