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He raised his brow, watching her throw a tantrum. Although the two of them had a larger age gap between them, he still remembered her little quirks, this being one of them. Even as a baby, she had tantrums, but she was still his little sister and he would be there to take care of everything she needed, “it’s going to be okay. We wouldn’t want to see Gordon Ramsey do a pirouette.” She calmed down fairly quickly before snatching his phone out of his phone, “Order whatever you want.” He grinned back at her. At least she was happier now, “Wyatt is a good cook and I’m not sure either of us could follow his directions well enough to make it like his.” Sure he could cut a brain open and successfully remove a tumor, but roasting a ham or anything of that nature would end in disaster. “Seemed, is the key word. It’s probably way too complicated.” They were really good potatoes, “Okay, food ordered. Now what Suddy?” He smirked.
As quick as Sutton was to react, she was just as quick to recover. It served her well just as much as it carried the potential to wrong her since she rarely held grudges because of it. She always tried to see the best in people, thinking they all moved just as quickly as she did. Maybe Sutton had done too many turns in her life, her outlook on life always blurred around the edges.
“Now what? Let’s just relax, especially now that we haven’t got the stress of cooking anymore!” She said, voice finding his way to her despite running out of the kitchen and into another room. She returned painted in different colors, pinks and greens and purples slathered on her face. “I can’t let you go around with your pores looking like that! Brains will only get you so far, Callie. Come here, sit. Let’s see what I can do.”
