Page 354 of Ruthless Court
“Yes.”
I smooth Kane’s oversized hoodie over my pajama pants.
“And if you behave yourselves, I might make waffles.”
Silence.
Eli reappears.
“Waffles?”
“Maybe.”
“With what?”
I lift my chin.
“A waffle maker.”
Kane stares at me.
“You brought a waffle maker?”
“It was under my bed.”
“You packed it tonight?”
“I was planning ahead.”
Noah presses one hand to his chest.
“Chocolate chips?”
I look at him.
“What kind of amateur do you think I am?”
The room erupts.
Eli grabs Kane by both shoulders.
“Bro.”
“Get off me.”
“You upgraded.”
Kane shoves him away.
Eli points dramatically toward me.
“This is the best girl you have ever brought home.”
I smile sweetly.
“I’d like that entered into the official record.”
“Motion carried,” Noah says.
