Why did something shitty always have to happen when he was having a good time? Lennon made an exasperated sound in his throat as Felix detached, sighing heavily and shifting enough to get hold of his phone. He sucked his lower lip into his mouth as he poked at the screen, tasting Felix there and wanting so much more.
A frown drew down his brows as he read over the message, and he read it again to make sure he'd understood. "Talk about a fucking cock block," he mumbled. For him personally, it was bad news that Lila was back even if only because of the negative emotion she prompted. For everyone except Scotty it was terrible news that Simms was potentially alive and could be put back here.
Lennon had no idea how to reply to a message like that, so he continued to stare at his phone. "Fuck."