This is so bad that there aren’t words to describe how bad this is,” Declan muttered, closing his eyes and gathering his thoughts before he spoke again. “Okay. Come to me. I am at --”“I’m right outside the door, Boss,” Theo reported. “GPS is a wonderful thing.”“Right,” he muttered and closed the connection. Turning to Gillian, he sighed deeply. “Theo is outside, and there is family business I have to see to right now.”That said, he reached for his pants. His mind was racing a mile a minute to figure out the best course of action when two small hands on his back had him turning around.“This is all my fault,” Gillian admitted. “What can I do to help?”“Stay out of it,” Declan muttered, sliding into his pants and making his way to the front door.Muttering the whole way, Declan was near her front entrance when he heard her rapid footsteps padding behind him. He peered at her over one shoulder curiously, but she only smiled at him in return.He reached for the door, only to freeze as she reached up with a brush and began to straighten his tousled hair.
