“There she is!” Mitch said as he threw his hands to the sky the second he saw Kenna. Pride swelled in my chest as I looked at her.

“How you feeling? Sore? Still tired? Here, have seat.” Mitch pulled a chair out from the table for his daughter.

“Everything smells great,” Kenna said as she shot me a look.

“Well, it’s a breakfast fit for a queen,” I said.

Aiden rolled his eyes. “ She hasn’t even won anything yet.”

“Keyword being yet,” Holden chimed in as he sat the platter of bacon on the table.

“This is just too cute,” Mitch’s smile stretched across his face as he stared...