"Fuck," Asher swore under his breath, knowing exactly what was going to happen before it did. Seconds later, the full blown sobbing started back up, both from Daniel and from beneath the pile of coats beside him.

Stickers forgotten, Daniel rushed over to Asher and scrambled onto his lap. "Way to go," he said. He knew the other man couldn't have predicted the reaction, but that didn't mean he couldn't be annoyed about it.