nearly asked to lick the bowl.
Now at Tate’s understandable request, Dex sat straighter in his corner of the giant horseshoe-shaped sofa and mentally rubbed his hands together. Another cupcake? Great idea.
“Honey, you’ve already brushed your teeth,” Shelby explained to Tate as she fanned out children’s books on the coffee table.
“And those cakes were huge.” Teagan set down her empty cup of herbal tea that smelled like brewed lawn clippings. Probably tasted like that, too. “One cake is plenty for a kid your size. And before you say anything, brother dear, you’ve already had four.”
Appalled, Dex sat back. “Did not.” He’d had three.
“You’ve always been driven by your taste buds.” Teagan nodded at her brother’s middle. “You’d better watch out or you’ll look like a pear before you know it. I can set you up with a routine. Thirty minutes every day is all it takes to keep in shape.”
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