Chapter 24

The microwave beeped and Myles took my plate out and brought it to the breakfast nook table. He motioned for me to sit. “We’re gonna start right now. Sit down. Lemme get some pens and paper.”

I obediently sat and picked up my fork.

He ruffled my hair. “Do not panic, agra. Okay?”

While he stepped away, I tried taking a bite of my dinner, but my throat was tight.

Seconds later, he was back. He plopped down in front of me and then pushed his glasses up his nose. He looks so cute in those. I wish he’d wear them all the time. “Let’s start with things that can cause a fire or a flood,” he said with a smirk.

I couldn’t help smiling. He’d managed to cheer me up again.

His eyes lit up and they were cadmium green, a shade of bottle green I could never mix right, no matter how I tried. “Let’s get to work,” he whispered.