Page 267 of Good Boys Don’t Bite

“Excuse me?”

“We stay here.”

“Absolutely not.”

Elliot’s expression hardened.

“This person knows this house.”

“All the more reason—”

“They know the windows. The property. Our routines. Moving into the main house puts you and Mom closer to whatever they’re doing.”

Rebecca went still. Ronan looked at Elliot. That was actually reasonable. Thomas didn’t like it. Ronan could tell. But he understood it too.

“We’ll install cameras tomorrow,” Thomas said.

“Every angle,” Elliot replied.

“Yes.”

“Motion lights.”

“Yes.”

“Window sensors.”

“Fine.”

Ronan stared between them.

“Great. Family bonding.”

Rebecca gave him a look. He shut up. For approximately four seconds. Then Thomas asked the question Ronan had been waiting for.

“Are you sleeping together?”

Ronan closed his eyes.

“Dad.”

“I’m asking.”

“You clearly know the answer.”

“Ronan.”

“Yes.”

Silence. Elliot looked suspiciously interested in the floor. Coward. Rebecca inhaled slowly.

“Both adults.”

Thomas looked at her.

“I know.”

“Then we are not having that conversation at one forty in the morning.”