Reborn For Revenge
I teased.
He looked away, grumbling under his breath. “In my old age, I barely have an appetite… and no one to eat with,” he muttered, sounding both frustrated and amused.
Laughing, I reached into my bag and pulled out two boxes, handing one each to Grandpa and Dad. “Here you go,” I said, watching their expressions as they examined the small, colorful boxes. “It’s coffee protein—something to keep you healthy,” I teased, giving them both a playful wink.
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