A Hero for the Holidays by Syndi Powell

Author:Syndi Powell
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Mills & Boon Heart
Published: 2020-08-27T13:35:59+00:00

CHAPTER EIGHT

SATURDAY MORNING, CHRISTOPHER woke early and quickly put the foldaway bed back into the sofa and straightened the pillows. He had more energy than he’d had in a while and figured he’d make his famous pancakes for everyone’s breakfast. In the kitchen, he found the ingredients and quickly stirred the batter. In the refrigerator, he also found bacon. He prepped a sheet pan of bacon and placed it in the oven before greasing a griddle for the pancakes.

He’d made two stacks of pancakes when he heard the footsteps behind him. He turned, expecting Aunt Sarah, but found Penny standing there in a hoodie and boxers. She yawned and rubbed her eyes. “You’re making breakfast?”

“Did I wake you?”

“The smell of bacon is the best alarm ever.” She took a seat at the counter on one of the stools, propping one bare foot on the top rung. “Please tell me that you also made coffee.”

“I can’t start my day without a shot of caffeine.” He poured a cup and offered it to her.

She took the cup and inhaled the aroma before taking a sip. “Ambrosia.” She got off the stool and retrieved a carton of half-and-half from the fridge. “But I like it sweet and creamy.”

The words reminded him of her. She was so sweet, trying to soothe and comfort his kids. She’d even tried to reach some kind of understanding with Elijah, who hadn’t made it easy on her. Christopher topped off his mug with coffee before he returned the carafe to the machine. “What do you like on your pancakes?”

“Butter and maple syrup, of course.”

He placed a stack of three pancakes on a plate alongside three pieces of bacon. “Let me know what you think of these pancakes. My kids will tell you that I’m famous for them.”

She buttered the cakes, then poured a generous amount of syrup over them. Taking her fork, she nodded at him before slicing through the stack and putting a bite in her mouth. She closed her eyes as she chewed and swallowed, but she didn’t say anything.

He couldn’t wait any longer for her reaction. “Well?”

“That. Was. Amazing.” She took her fork and stabbed more pancake. “You could get rich off of these if you decided to sell them.”

Her words of praise pleased him, and he turned back to the griddle to pour three more circles of batter.

She took a slice of bacon and bit into the strip. “Where did you learn to make them like this?”

“I worked my way through college in a diner as a waiter, but I’d fill in behind the grill if they were shorthanded. The short-order cook eventually taught me his pancake recipe.”

“Thank goodness he did.” She finished her pancakes and eyed the other stacks waiting. “Do you think I could have a couple more of those before I have to leave for work?”

He put another stack of three on her empty plate. “I can always make more.”

Aunt Sarah stepped into the kitchen, sniffing the air. “Do I smell

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