As the family came inside from their early morning frolic, she was a bit taken aback at the crowd that had accumulated in her house.
Asher handed her the favored Tinkerbell cup filled with her creamer of choice, a creamy white chocolate mocha, and exactly one ice cube. She took her first sip and practically moaned, it was perfect. Glancing over her shoulder, she saw Asher hand Chase his cup of coffee, with sugar added.
Minerva had almost every single one of her frying pans out on the stove, making eggs, bacon, sausage, and biscuits, and her preferred breakfast gravy recipe was propped on the counter.
“I got breakfast, you are always cooking for us! The gents set up a bath for you to start your day off right, and Asher even put a towel in the dryer so it’s nice and toasty.” With a wink,
