“Maybe.” Liam chewed on that possibility for a few seconds.
“Do you want me to ask Krystal, the owner, for you?”
“No,” Liam shook his head, “I’ll stop by and do it later.”
“Alright.”
“Are you ready to order?” Hayden stopped back by their table.
“The usual,” Killian tossed out.
“Me too,” Liam added.
Hayden rolled his eyes, “I could have told you that.”
“Sorry.” Killian offered. “But you know how it is.”
“Right,” Hayden grunted and walked away.
“No idea,” Killian answered Liam’s unspoken question regarding Hayden’s mood. “Anything else going on?”
Liam grinned, and his eyes twinkled, “I heard dad bought pastry and coffee for him and Ava this morning.”
“How do you know it was for Ava?” Killian asked. “If he bought two, it could have been …”
“No,” Liam interrupted. “It seems he did
