Julian had been out on a grueling, late-night hunt. A nest of vampires had holed up at some dive bar, and wiping them out had taken longer than expected. By the time he finished, he was returning home far later than he had promised Dakota. He knew exactly what awaited him—an earful from the younger man about how worried he had been.

But as Julian stepped through the door, what he saw left him both surprised and frustrated.

"Dakota, are you drunk right now?"