Wyatt pulled out his phone, pulling up and staring at Nate's contact for a long moment before hitting dial. This was the call he should have made before he'd fucked Lauren. Before he'd crossed every line he'd sworn he wouldn't cross.

But he was making it now, even if it was too late.

The phone rang twice before Nate answered. "Tell me you didn't."

"Didn't what?" Wyatt asked, even though he knew exactly what Nate meant.

"Sleep with her." Nate's voice was flat. "Tell me you didn't. When Prue ...