Despite the snow, he was still only wearing a long-sleeved henley, jeans, and sneakers, and he was looking a little stressed, even tense, as he slipped inside the garage. The moon was rising tomorrow, and there were people in his house, and he was not at all comfortable in continuing to hide Allison from his Alpha. She should have been leaving tonight, but thanks to the weather, she wouldn't be, and that did not at all sit well.
"You two look comfortable," Derek observed, eyebrow raised.