An awkward silence filled the kitchen. Andrew had a feeling he knew why.
It was clear that Michael hadn't expected anyone else to be here, and it was obvious the Mr. Beckett thought he had more time to grill Andrew alone. So the two were at an impass. And it didn't appear as if either one of them wanted to back down.
So while they were having a standoff, Andrew kept baking. By the time either one of them spoke up, Andrew had finished another batch of cookies and was getting started on the scones.
