Andi looked at me, doubt written all over her face.
“Just stick to juice,” I said, giving her a small glass of OJ.
She took it and then fed Ketchup a piece of bacon.
Drew handed me the mug, and I drank some before digging into my food.
“Next time you want to try coffee, Andi, I’ll make you a latte,” Nova offered.
“With caramel?” Andi asked.
“Sure.”
Drew shook his head and grumbled about how the new generation couldn’t appreciate real coffee.
“You’re just mad you can’t use the espresso machine,” Ivy mused.
Rimmel laughed. “Last time he tried, frothed milk ended up everywhere but his cup.”
“Who needs frothed milk anyway? That’s what creamer is for,” Drew said around a mouthful of pancake.
“How’s the team looking for the new season?” Romeo asked Braeden.
Ever since a knee injury forced him into retirement from pro football, B had spent the last few years coaching his and Romeo’s old high school team, the Green Hornets.
“Gonna be a helluva lot better with Blue and Jax playing this year,” Braeden answered.
“Junior varsity,” Blue said, a bit of remorse in his tone. He was just like Rome. Wanted to be the best, so he was already looking at varsity even though this would be his first year of high school.
“We all start somewhere.” Romeo reminded him. “Junior varsity is just as important.”
“It only matters if you have fun,” Rimmel said.
“Junior varsity is where we need improvement. Varsity is looking solid. Right, Trav?”
“The quarterback isn’t as good as Uncle Romeo.”
Romeo let out a sound.
Braeden laughed.
“Not many are, son,” I told him.
“That’s why I’m glad we have you, Trav. To make sure no one mows him down before he gets the ball out.”
Travis nodded, and I studied him a moment before turning back to the conversation.
“How about Alpha U, Rome? You nervous about your first season as head coach?”
“Nah. It only matters if we have fun,” Romeo replied, tongue in cheek.
“Roman Anderson, are you making fun of me?”
He widened his blue eyes and smiled, very reminiscent of the way Blue did earlier. “I would never do that, smalls. You’re my favorite.”
She made a face.
Romeo slid her off her chair and into his lap. “It’s gonna be fun being back on campus. Like when we met,” he said, resting his chin on her shoulder.
