C28 Chapter Twenty Eight

He turns and raises a brow, then nods. “I don’t see why not. This’ll be my first pasta for breakfast dish, so go easy on me.”

“I’m sure I’ll love it.” I settle in as Theresa offers me a cup of coffee. “Thanks.” I take it, not sure when I had coffee last. My mother is a fan, as long as there’s no cream and sugar in it.

“We have Italian cream and a crème brûlée version that Carter makes