“Thea brought some cupcakes from there to a family dinner the other week. They were incredible. Cute as shit, too. With little bumblebees on them,” Cope said, grinning wider. Evelyn gasped. “Coach Colson. Watch your language, please.” Cope’s brows lifted. “What’d I say?” “The s-word,” she hissed. Luca giggled. “If I say a bad word, I gotta do extra chores.” Cope’s lips twitched as he turned back to me. “Want me to come over and mop the bakery floors? I can give Speedy here a ride home.”
