Chapter 10

Forty minutes later, she found herself picking at her plate, dreading the two shampoo-and-sets on her schedule…and wondering again if Pierce had decided he wasn’t interested in her after all.

“You’ve barely touched your waffle, Bre-bee.”

Brea glanced up at Cutter and forced a smile. “That’s not true. It’s just a lot of food. Want the rest?”

“You know I don’t eat that crap.”

“But how do you choke down six eggs and a half a chicken for breakfast?”

“I’m a growing boy.” He patted his flat stomach, which she knew was all abs. “And I need protein to keep up my strength.”

“You’re plenty strong,” she said with a roll of her eyes. “Thanks again for getting me out of the house this morning.”

“You’re welcome. I figured you needed a break, and Jennifer Collins is all too happy to play nursemaid to your dad.”

She swatted his arm. “You make it sound like they’re engaging in hanky-panky.”

Cutter shrugged. “It wouldn’t surprise me. They both los