“We should get ready.” Summer lifts her daughter, who’s still grinning at the heap of new toys.
“I’ll see you downstairs for breakfast,” I tell them, forcing myself to head toward the kitchen even though part of me wants to stay right there, with them, in that sun-lit moment, just a little longer.
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The kitchen smells like heaven. My parents, Jude, Cas, and Penny are already eating. Mama’s smile is too knowing, and my brothers look smug.
“Mornin’,” I greet, grabbing a mug and pouring coffee.
“Good morning, Ethan,” Penny says, hugging me before she returns to her cup.
“Chris was asking if Summer needed help at the shop, with her hand and all,” Cas says, his smirk widening.“Said he could go lend a hand. He mentioned he likes her blue eyes…”
“Tell Chris I’ll help her,” I cut in, my voice low.“No need for him.”
Cas chuckles. Jude hides his grin behind his cup.
“Tell him Summer won’t need anything from him,” I add.“I’ve got it covered.”
Penny gives me a knowing look. I groan, sinking into my chair. I love my big family, but sometimes I wish I were an only child.
“Hard, deep, and fast,” Cas mutters with a grin.
I throw a cinnamon bun at his head.
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Fifteen minutes later tiny footsteps patter down the hall, and then Mia runs into the kitchen, clean, dressed, her hair brushed into neat pigtails. She rushes straight to Mama and hugs her legs.
“Oh, sugar, you’re so sweet,” Mama says, scooping her up.“Good mornin’, sunshine.”
Mia sniffs the air, eyes lighting up.“Are those cinnamon buns?”
“They sure are,” Mama says, handing her one and setting her on a stool.“Here you go.”
Summer walks in a moment later, hair still damp from the shower, wearing a soft sweater and jeans.“Good morning,” she says, smiling politely, but not at me.
“How are you, sweetheart?” Penny asks, standing to hug her.
“I’m okay,” Summer says, returning the hug.“Just… adjusting.”
Grace comes down next, backpack slung over her shoulder.
“Grace, aren’t you having breakfast?” Dad asks.
“Nope. Caleb’s picking me up, we’re going for pancakes before school.”
I arch a brow.“I think you’re spending way too much time with that boy.”
Grace smirks.“I think it’s none of your business.”
Summer and Penny snicker, and I throw them a look that only makes them laugh harder.
“Tell him to come in and say hi,” Cas says with his sheriff grin.
“No way in hell,” Grace mutters, heading out the door.
We all crowd around the window as Caleb’s car rolls up. He hops out, opens the passenger door for her, then pulls her in and kisses her.
