"Wow, that was the most intense dance I've ever seen," Caden exclaimed as his gaze flickered mischievously between Grace and his stone cold-faced brother, Jace.
Jace turned to face Caden, his expression remaining impassive. "What are you doing here, Caden, don't you have anything better to do?" Jace asked.
"To see my brother and cute nephew of course. What else do you think I would be here for? Although I seriously regret not coming earlier to partake in Grace's delicious breakfast, I still got to feed my eyes and it was very delicious, I must say," Caden's voice rang out, filled with amusement.
He still couldn't believe that his usually stoic and distant brother was actually dancing with Grace, the nanny. And he had appeared to be enjoying it from the way his hand had rested gently on Grace's waist, guiding her with surprising tenderness.