"You f***s ready, let's roll." They were lined off like sentinels outside in my yard, waiting for me. I ignored their disrespectful smirks and grabbed the cup of coffee Connor held out to me. It was his turn for breakfast again, I guess, then again since he'd brought Dani home, I don't think any of the others had seriously taken up cooking duty again.
It was sexist, I know, but I preferred a good home-cooked meal prepared by someone who knew what the f**k they were doing to a half-ass job by one of my brothers. The bra burners could go f**k themselves. Gabriella was shy about cooking for them for some reason, but I wasn't about to push her; she'd come around when she was ready, or the f***s could eat take out when it was our turn.
"We were waiting for you, bro damn, it's getting harder a
