Cobb ran his tongue along the inside of his cheek but refrained from teasing Kyle about Tommy coming over and all the privacy a house gave 'em. He wasn't going to take down that good mood. "You don't owe me," he said waving those words away.

Spicy dude. He shook his head. The kid was fully of interesting terms.

"Felt like it." He shrugged. Cobb usually just made breakfast for himself but when he started cooking this morning he'd cooked more. "Nothin' says you can't cook more if you want. This won't keep everyone fed."