"It was nice knowing you," Mitch jokingly said with a small smile on his lips. Donny wasn't going to kill him. If anyone was dying this week, it would be Noah. "She'll get over it," he finally said, being serious this time. "Just give her a little time." He hoped she would get over it because they had no control over this. They were going to need to make this work.
He reached down and grabbed his clothes from the floor. He figured he should get dressed. He doubted Noah wanted to see him naked.