Game Changer

I’m standing by the stainless steel counter, doing my best to look like I’m occupied with inventory and prepping the dough for our fresh bread in the morning.

But my real focus is on the fiery dance unfolding in front of me—Vance and Briggs, circling each other in the kitchen like two alpha wolves in a turf war. The tension is so thick you could spread it on toast.

“Vance! Chop those onions fast