Hot Axe (Axford Brothers #2)

CHAPTER SIX

ROBBIE

I’m sitting at a booth in Watchfire with three of my favorite people in the world. The remains of a giant chocolate cake—complete with flaming sparklers and a whipped-cream canister painted like a fire extinguisher to “blow them out”—sit in the middle of our table.

Brie’s sitting across from me, eating her body weight in baked goods. She hasn’t stopped grinning since Uncle Ames walked out with the flaming cake and said, “Congratulations, Science Star,” loud enough for the whole restaurant to hear.