Chapter 18
Chelsie
Chelsie joined everyone down in the kitchen the next morning. Joe met her at the end of the kitchen island with a cup of coffee. She felt her face blush when their eyes met, which she knew was ridiculous.
“You mates are going to make me lose my appetite for breakfast,” Terrell joked.
“If you lose your breakfast after I just fried up five pounds of bacon, and Lord only knows how many eggs, I’ll skin you,” Stephanie said, turning to point her spatula at him.
Terrell raised his hands in submission as everyone chuckled at their banter.
“Stephanie, do you need any help with anything?” Chelsie asked, moving around to stand next to her friend.
“You could start making toast. The toaster is in the far cabinet over there, and the toast is in the bottom drawer straight down
