How was he supposed to know the granola wasn’t going to sit well? She was human now, wasn’t she? The thought boggled his mind, but canned lobster bisque seemed to bring her back to life a little. Morgan mentally checked off a list of things not to do once more, leading primarily with Liia’s meal plan.
“No more boxed food for you,” he murmured just loud enough for her to hear.
Of course Dylan had to make himself known with an elongated sigh. Morgan was beginning to wonder how the man ever married the more Dylan pushed them away with his remarks, quiet or not. Maybe it was the reason Nina opted out of staying in the boat. Regardless, avoiding his cousin became the ultimate challenge. He knew so much now. They all did.
Uncle Bill held the key though. There was more to know about Garrett
