Chapter 15
Amber, Miko and I were eating in companionable silence, interspersed with the occasional blissed out food moan, when the boys finally made their way back with coffee. They were carrying a tray loaded with small shots of espresso, frothy cappuccinos, and some mugs that looked miraculously like hot cocoa with whipped cream on top, complete with tiny slivers of shaved chocolate.
“We couldn’t decide…” Alec shrugged.
“So we made everything!” Mialloch grinned like a little boy on Christmas morning.
Alec looked at Mialloch, suppressing a smile. “Yeah, golden boy here doesn’t get to cook too often.”
“Never!” Mialloch practically giggled. I knew that he was more innocent than most boys I’d ever met, but I’d never really seen this fun, enthusiastic side of his before. It was refreshi
