Chapter 10
Lily narrowed her eyes. “Can I eat them with jam?”
“Absolutely.”
She smiled broadly and resumed systematically emptying the pantry. Noah carefully stepped around the growing pile of food and opened the fridge.
“Juice!” Lily squealed.
Noah didn’t even pause. He reached for a box of juice, stabbed the straw through it, and handed it to her. She snatched it from his hand and smiled around the straw.
“Thank you.”
“No prob, lady.”
She giggled. “Lady? Daddy calls me sweetheart.”
“No prob, sweetheart. Now, let’s get these pan…these waffles going. Three eggs, one T of oil, one cup of mix…What’s a T? Teaspoon?”