“Stop! Stop! Stop!” Caden said. “Just stop.”
Theo hesitated, looking over his shoulder at him. Setting down the whisk, he took stock of the disaster that was Sean’s kitchen. They spent an hour packing up most of his condo and loading up his SUV to take to Aria’s. He still wasn’t sure exactly what to do once his old place was cleared out. Maybe he would offer the condo to Isaac or Ben.
Once that chore was done, he practically begged Caden to teach him how to cook. The DaLair heir had looked at him in surprise and disbelief before agreeing. The look he had now definitely screamed that he regretted his decision. Sean sat at his island counter, watching it all unfold and trying to hold in his laughter and failing.
Caden sighed, looking at Remington covered in flour to the lumpy batter Theo
