Chapter 32

After falling back asleep for a little longer, Anna woke us both up to eat and to get us out of the bedroom, alone. Austin was at the table, cutting up Noah's breakfast into smaller pieces. Noah sat there, rolling his eyes, but with a huge grin.

"What, can't cut up your own waffles, kid?" Ace asked his brother, sitting down next to him.

Noah turned to Ace. "Why would I do it myself when dad wants to do it for me?"

The kid had a point.

Ace just ruffled his...