When she finished her coffee, she took her cup with her and reached for Brock’s. “Done?”

He cocked his head to the side. “Are you ready?”

“Not hardly.” She smirked. “But I’m as ready as I’ll ever be.”

Brock smiled. “Well... in that case....” He took both coffee cups and headed toward the kitchen. She plopped back down on the couch and put a pillow over her face before he came back.

The pillow lifted. “Ready?”

“You’re way too chipper. You know that, right?”

Brock smirked. “So I’ve been told.”

“You’re also a pain,” Mallory added. “You know that, too, right?”

Brock laughed. “Mallory, name calling is not going to...