Chapter 11: Daisy

##Chapter 11: Daisy

"Are you sure this is a good idea?" Olivia asks from where she's parked on the other side of the breakfast bar while I add eggs and oil to the brownie mix.

Is this a good idea?

Without question, it's the best damn idea I've ever had!

"Yup," I proclaim, popping the P.

Olivia hasn't voiced her concerns, but I can tell by her nervous demeanor that she's not a hundred percent on board with this plan. But I don't care. My mind is made up, and I'm moving forward. If Carter thinks he's had the last laugh, he can think again.

Olivia gnaws her lower lip. I'm afraid if she keeps this up, it'll end up a bloody mess. I huff out a breath, well acquainted with what she's silently trying to convey. She thinks I'm being rash.

Under normal circumstances, I love that Olivia and I balance each other out. I tend to be more of the leap-before-looking type, and she's more the look-both-ways-before-crossing-the-street-and-then-look-one-last-time-just-to-be-safe type. And I'll admi