Jenna's POV:
Walking up to my apartment, I enter it only to hear cartoons playing in the living room.
Smiling widely at the presence of my brother and baby nephew, I leave my keys and purse on the kitchen counter and make my way towards the living room, not expecting what I'd see at all.
I'm greeted by the sight of my older brother laying on my couch with baby Benji in his arms, reading a book so that he'd fall asleep.
Once he saw me, he grinned widely and looked at me through the fallen blonde locks covering his face.
"Seventy ways to cook for two?", I asked, referring to the title. "The kid can't even walk yet and you're already brainwashing him into being a chef?", I asked amused.
"Hey, cooking is a babe magnet, and I want my kid to have the tools necessary to get ladies", he said
