Makenna’s POV
Blythe and I are measuring the flour into the mixing bowl when I hear Reid’s voice in the entryway and his heavy footsteps echoing through the house. I sigh in relief when I see his face appear in the kitchen, a sweet smile on his handsome face as our eyes meet. I can already feel the tension from last night resolving even before he can reach me.
“Hey, beautiful girls,” Reid says as he slides one arm around my waist while giving Blythe a high five with his other hand. “What are you making?”
“Chocolate chip cookies!” Blythe exclaims, her eyes wide at just the thought of consuming way too much sugar.
I laugh softly and lean against Reid’s chest, glad that I had asked him to come over to the Kinglsys’ after work. “You’re a little earlier than I thought you would be.”
