Hand hovering over his sweater, Theo's brow furrowed and he turned to stare at Blaise. His husband was still sitting in front of the fire, but his eyes were dark with suspicion and anger. He crossed his arms and continued to glare at Theo, who suddenly felt like the bottom was falling out from underneath him. Straightening up, he forgot about picking up his discarded clothes for the moment to give Blaise his full attention.