Brody by Ellie Masters

Author:Ellie Masters [Masters, Ellie]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: JEM Publishing

Twenty-Four

Brody

“What’s going on?” I look at each of them, demanding an answer.

“Nothing, just talking.” Evie shrugs. “You know, a little girl time.”

“A little girl time, my ass. You’re up to something.” I glance around the kitchen. Nothing seems out of the ordinary, except for the dozens of cookies cooling on the counter. “Who baked the cookies?” My attention shifts between Evie and Grace. I’ve tasted Evie’s cooking, and it leaves much to be desired. Not that I would say that out loud, but a little advance warning isn’t a bad idea. “Evie, did you make these?”

Evie stands beside Grace and holds a knife loaded with frosting. About half a dozen sloppily iced cookies sit on a tray in front of her. Grace stands right beside her with well over a dozen perfectly frosted cookies. Grace picks up an unfrosted cookie from a cooling rack and slathers frosting on top of it.

“Want one before dinner?” Grace takes a bite of the cookie and closes her eyes. “Mmm, so good.” Making a show of licking her lips, then sucking her finger into her mouth, Grace turns my blood from heated to a raging boil.

I’m forced to take a step toward the kitchen island to hide the effect she has on me.

“Oh, sweetie,” Evie bats her lashes at me. “Brody won’t want to ruin supper. If you let him taste one of your amazing cookies, he’ll eat the whole lot.” She takes an unfrosted cookie off the cooling rack and nibbles on it. Her eyes light up and she pops the rest of the cookie into her mouth. “Oh my, that’s delicious.” Evie’s eyes close as she savors the cookie.

My focus shifts between Grace and my mother, who perches at the end of the kitchen island on a sturdy high-top chair. Something feels off, but I can’t put my finger on it. Evie continues icing her disastrous cookies like nothing out of the ordinary is going on.

“I’ll wait.” The delicious aroma of something mouthwatering comes from the oven. I shift over to the oven and take a peek inside. “Evie? You cooked this?”

Evie ices another cookie. “Grace put that together. This girl is a whiz in the kitchen.”

A faint blush fills Grace’s face. I ache to go to her and feather kisses all over her beautiful face. She catches my hungry gaze and sucks in a breath.

“It’s not much. One of my mother’s recipes, bourbon-glazed chicken.” She turns from me to my mother. “Abbie, I was going to fix a salad to go with the chicken. Do you mind getting that started while I fry up some bacon?”

“Oh, let Brody do that.” Evie looks me dead in the eye. “He’s really good at frying bacon in the pan. Aren’t you?” Her reference to how I first met her draws a warning growl from deep in my throat.

“Careful…” I say.

“Why?” Her innocent doe-eyes are anything but innocent. “Maybe you can get Grace to give you a hand?”

“What have you two been talking about?” Mom bats her eyes like she doesn’t know.

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