Ruby gasps. “Charlie, the cookies.” “Fuck,” Charlie growls and dives for the platter. I watch in amusement as Charlie tries to hide the cookies, but seconds later, Duke comes thundering around the island. Blinded by the injustice, he latches on to Charlie’s leg and screams, “COOOOKIES!” I laugh. “C, you are a grown-ass man trying to hide a bowl of cookies from a two-year-old.” Davis runs a hand over his scalp. “He’s not allowed to have sweets after five.” “What is he a gremlin?” I snag a cookie and pass it down to Duke. “Here, kid, go nuts.” Duke giggles and crams the entire thing into his
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