The door to the training room barged open as Wesley stormed inside. His eyes instantly met mine in a judgmental way before he stomped over to me with an accusing finger. I watched in amusement as his face turned red once he reached me, staring me down. Raising an eyebrow, I waited for him to open his mouth and say whatever he wanted to.
"You said Friday, not Wednesday. Hand over the keys, Lily," he ordered, narrowing his eyes.
I raised my arms in mock surrender and pointed to where they were thrown on the ground. He went to get them, then noticed Chase. I crossed my arms over my chest as I looked at him as well.