Chapter 149
Rhett stormed into Cole's workspace so hard that the door banged against the wall, making Wyatt jerk in his chair and nearly spill the coffee he'd been nursing for the past hour.
“Jesus Christ, Rhett! Are you trying to break the f*****g door?” Wyatt snapped, grabbing his mug before the coffee could reach his keyboard. “Some of us are working in here, and I'd appreciate it if you didn't give me a heart attack before breakfast.”
“Then get out of my way,” Rhett barked.
Cole looked up from his monitors, his fingers stopping above the keyboard. He was wearing a fitted charcoal T-shirt, his tattooed forearms resting against the desk, and his hair looked as though he'd been running his hands through it all night. Judging by the empty energy drink cans beside his computer and the d
