Dinner was amazing as usual. Micah was a true master in the kitchen, and we all told Ginny so.
“Yeah, he’s also dangerous. He has me tasting the recipes he wants to try. He always wants another opinion before he presents something new to Kiana,” she said.
“He’s welcome to use us as taste testers,” Alvin told her. “Any time he wants.”
“What’s wrong with my cooking?” Briella asked.
Alvin shook his head. “Nothing, but free food is always good. It won’t be long before this one—” he pointed at Kyle “—is going to be eating everything that isn’t nailed down.”
“True,” Briella agreed. “Yeah, we’ll sample stuff.”
Ginny laughed. “I’ll let him know. I’m starting to look like I’m pregnant.”
“You’re not?” I teased her.
She threw a tomato at me.
“I’m just kidding. Besides, as long as you feel go
