Mark exhaled, shaking his head with an amused smirk. “This is definitely not what I expected this morning.”
Kendra chuckled, nudging him playfully. “Oh, this is just the beginning. You have no idea what you’ve signed up for.”
Marina clapped her hands together, looking around the house. “Alright, mis amores, let’s eat. Kendra, you made baleadas, right?”
Kendra rolled her eyes but smiled. “Of course, Abuela. I wouldn’t let you arrive without your favorite breakfast.”
Marina beamed, cupping Kendra’s face with both hands and kissing her forehead. “tu eres mi angel,” she said in Spanish, her voice suddenly tender. It was a stark contrast to the fiery, boundary-pushing woman from moments ago.
Mark couldn’t help but notice the way Kendra softened under her grandmother’s affection. There was
