“Okay, so there’s cheese, tomato sauce, and pepperoni inside each ball,” he said.
My mouth watered.
James grabbed the first one, creating a long string of cheese, and stuffed it into his mouth.
He groaned.
All right, I was diving in.
Had he fried the balls before he’d placed them in the oven? Or maybe he’d brushed something on them to give the outer shell a bit of crunch? Either way, I was in heaven. Fucking hell, it was possible I groaned too.
“Right?” James went in for another.
“Jordan, I’ll give you a kidney for this recipe,” I said, still chewing.
“Ha! No way,” he laughed. “Then you’d get the goods from elsewhere. You’ll get them from me now. Whenever you want.”
Oof.
How easily that could be misinterpreted.
A day later
Arlington
Nathan Riley
That was one down. Lily was asleep.
Ash carried her upstairs, and I glanced over at Micah.
He’d started blinking more the past hour, and I wasn’t ready for him to pass out yet. Hell, it was only nine thirty.
“Would you like some more candy, sweetheart?” I pushed the bowl closer to him.
The coffee table in the living room was filled with snacks. It was possible I’d gone overboard. Cheese board, vegetables and dips, a chocolate assortment, chips, popcorn, and one big bowl of candy. Yes, I’d overdone it.
Micah huffed and pushed out his little tummy. “I’m full.”
He chose today of all days to decline more candy for the first time ever?
A beat later, he yawned and snuggled up against me.
Maybe I should put on a more exciting movie for him. Something that kept him awake.
“Is Dylan gonna drive me to school?”
“No, that’ll be a while.” I combed my fingers through his hair. “He can’t drive without Daddy or me in the car until he gets his license.”
He hummed and shivered. “He needs to practice a lot.”
I chuckled as I scratched his scalp gently. “He sure does. We all do in the beginning. I was even worse when I was your brother’s age.”
Micah snickered.
They grew up too fast.
Even though we wanted Dylan to get all the practice he needed, Ash and I had struck a deal with him. Because our son could be incredibly reckless with money, we’d decided that he had to earn the gas money. It was time for him to show a bit more responsibility when it came to his spending. Not that this had stopped him from already asking for gas money in advance.
