FINE A*S

KATRINA

I pulled the mug of coffee from my mouth, drinking it quietly as I watched the Triplets loiter in my ward. Susanna, once again, grabbed the opportunity to steal the kids and this time they were making chocolate chip cookies.

They said they’d give me some when they were done.

“Don’t you three have better things to do?” I asked, as their eyes fell on me consecutively.

I shivered from the impact, distracting myself with the half-empty…

‘Half-full you mean?’

…mug of cappuccino.

“Our favorite thing is here.” Kane paused, waiting for my reaction but I stared at him and for some reason, I was imagining him in reading glasses. Now that would be crazy. “Why should we?”

“Sex?” I asked as the three let out different forms of laughter—weird laughter.

It was contagious and I was one inch away from laughing too.

“You aren’t wrong, cupcake.” Ian was smoking again and I wondered if he would die if he just took on three hours without a f*cking cigarette in his mouth.

“Speak for yourself,” Cann