I knew she was asking because of the morality clause, and it still being an issue of her staying overnight with me when I was with Owen, even if she was my girlfriend.
"You can room with Cara. I'll book a two-bedroom suite for you and her to stay in." She opened her mouth, and I cut off
whatever she intended to say. "No arguments, and who wants a brownie with ice cream?" I asked, knowing that would put an end to the subject.
"I do, I do!" Owen shouted, right on cue.
"Then help me clear the table and we'll have dessert," I promised him.
We all worked together in the kitchen, with Owen clearing the dishes while Stevie rinsed them and stacked them in the dishwasher, and I put away the leftovers.
Brownies came next, with scoops of vanilla ice cream while Owen regaled Stevie about his day at school.
Our nightly routine continued, followed by a quick game of Owen's
