"Gabe! Are you inside that room?! And the therapist?!" Sabe's voice thundered from behind the closed door, thick with anger. "Just what the fuck is going on?! I've been calling your phone for what feels like forever with no damn response! You didn't even hear me drive into the compound either!"
Gabe and Alex froze instantly, as though caught in a spotlight.
Without a word, they instinctively moved away from each other. Gabe's pulse was racing while Alex's hands trembled slightly as he reached for his shirt.
Alex hurriedly tucked himself back into his trousers, zipping them up before quickly turning toward the wardrobe. He snatched a fresh set of clothes meant for Gabe and began dressing him with hurried precision, his fingers brushing briefly over the trembling omega's arm.
"That bastard!" Gabe hissed under his breath, his voice barely audible but tight with panic. "Why the hell is he home this early?!"
Did he… suspect anything?
