Page 114 of Risky Move

Tom chuckled. “If you wish. Any requests?”

“Just the usual game-day menu.”

“Gotcha…I’ll make a double batch of eggs and bacon. You want pancakes, too?” Tom looked at his brother.

“I won’t refuse it if you make them.” Andrew poured a glass of orange juice before leaning against the counter.

Tom pulled ingredients from the pantry as he asked, “Caryn feeling better? No migraine?”

“Hopefully, no migraine, and she slept well last night. I told her to sleep in—I’ll handle peanut-duty.”

“They still like scrambled eggs?” Tom set two eggs aside for the twins.

“As of yesterday. We never know with Jenna, but Danny will eat everything.”

“That’s my boy.” Tom glanced at his brother. “Cassie and I talked about getting an apartment together.”

Andrew nodded and showed no surprise. “So, things going very well for you two?”

“Better than very well.”

Tom watched the smirk cross Andrew’s face. “Congratulations. You know you don’t have to find something new. There’s plenty of room here.”

“Yeah, about that—I don’t think Cassie would feel comfortable living here. We talked about looking for a place near the hospital and campus.”

“Before you make a decision, I owe her a huge apology.”

Tom didn’t respond—he just raised his eyebrows.

“You probably know I went off on her the day of Danny’s accident.”

“I know the gist of it.” Tom’s gaze locked on his brother’s eyes. “And you’re apologizing for…”

“…blaming her for an accident. Accusing her of getting distracted when she should have been watching the twins.” Andrew held Tom’s gaze. “Telling her she’s not welcome in this house.”

“And you’ve changed your mind? Why?”

“Time and perspective, Tom.” Andrew paused and drained his orange juice. “Instead of thanking her for saving Daniel’s life, I blew up at her. She deserved nothing I said.”

“No, she didn’t. Though, she may let go of her guilt if you talk with her.”

Andrew nodded. He placed his cup in the dishwasher as they heard the twins fuss. “I plan to apologize and thank her for saving his life. I hope I can talk to her today.”

“Good. You need some help with your children?”

“I’ll get them. If you can have their breakfast ready, they’ll begin the day happy.”

“On it.”

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Dave patiently explained solving Cassie’s favorite quadratic equations again. “Let’s try one more time.”

“Why can I solve the equations with you, but when I’m alone, I make mistakes?”

Dave chuckled. “Lack of self-confidence. You can do this, Cass. Maybe you can jot down the order in which you solve the components of an equation before you begin?”

The doorbell rang, and Dave excused himself. "Try it, kiddo.”

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