He sighs settling into my couch to get comfortable like he's here for the long haul. "Yes, Winnie." His words are tired as if he's been on the run and not sleeping for the last two weeks. Probably because he has.
"You don't get to put Winnie in danger. Get out."
Archer quickly stands but doesn't move to the exit.
I put myself back in between the two men both my hands pushed out. "Shut up. Both of you!" Why is every male in my life so damn frustrating?
Archer takes another seat on the couch and Huxley paces in the corner of the room, but he's calm enough I believe it's okay to lower my hands.
"Archer, tell me what happened." My heart thrums loudly in my chest. I'm too agitated to sit down, so I stand a few feet from the couch listening as he talks.
"I was running an underground gambli
