Chapter 112

KADE’S POV “Oatmeal, plain eggs, tofu, avocados—” “And blue cheese!” Luca piped in. “Yeah,” Matteo nodded seriously. “And blue cheese. We hate blue cheese.” I nodded, my expression just as serious as Matteo’s, as I listened intently to all the foods the twins hated. “And blue cheese, got it.” Andrea snickered behind her hands, and I glanced at her. “What?” She shrugged, her hazel eyes dancing brightly. “Nothing.” I raised a brow at her, and she dropped her hand, revealing a full, bright smile that made my heart skip a beat. “Just…” She shrugged again. “This is nice.” ‘Nice’ was an understatement. The four of us were at the dining table, having a breakfast of pancakes and scrambled—not plain—eggs. My grandfather had come in earlier, taken a glance at the scene—at Luca perched on my lap, using whipped cream to give me a fake beard, at the twins’ dinosaur-shaped pancakes swimming in a sea of syrup—huffed, and walked right out. And I was glad for it. I didn’t need him and his archaic attit