Kane
She and Zeke easily ate four containers. The stomach ache lasted for hours, though they both deserved it.
"Cookies for breakfast?" Zara asked, raising an eyebrow as they entered the kitchen.
I watched silently as she made herself coffee, noting how perfectly her jeans hugged her full hips. Her rounded butt was on display, and even though she didn't want to, she teased me mercilessly. I almost decided to skip work today and take her to the bedroom.
Instead of giving in to the impulse, I snorted at her comment. "Can you blame me? Last time, you and Zeke ate everything. I never thought lavender cookies would be so delicious."
My own mother was absolutely terrible in the kitchen, and while her skills have improved over the years, her cookies were nothing like this.
"Never underestimate dad's baking." She shook her head, her jet-black hair flying in the air. "he'll wrestle you to the ground if he hears you doubt his incredible abilities."
