Chapter 11“Delicious as always,” Peter complimented once dinner was over. “You really are an amazing cook, Kev.”
“Thanks,” Kevin responded with a grin. He was tickled when he saw Bruce patting and rubbing his stomach. “Too full?”
“Yeah,” Bruce admitted. “But I think I can squeeze in a bit of dessert. I’m sure there’s a tiny space somewhere in my stomach for something sweet.”
Kevin snorted. He knew what Bruce was like. Even if Bruce was already feeling bloated, he would force himself to eat dessert.
“Better not, baby. We still have that surprise. Remember?”
Bruce’s eyes widened a little. “Oh, right! That.”
Kevin grinned. “Exactly.”
Peter darted his eyes back and forth between Bruce and Kevin. Then he glanced toward the living room, specifically in the direction of the sliding doors t
