"Since when did you start keeping so many greens in your stock?" Blake asked, eyeing the refrigerator now filled with fresh vegetables instead of canned food and boxed pizza.
"Can't you tell? I'm getting back in shape," Kyle replied, glancing at his reflection in the mirror across the bed.
Blake rolled his eyes. "Let's see how long that lasts." He grabbed a bundle of long noodles and began dicing vegetables.
"I hope no one else but Amanda knows about your little secret identity," Blake added, slicing through the stalk with practiced ease.
Kyle sighed. "Well... there's a good chance Layena figured it out too during the incident."
Blake paused and looked over his shoulder, glaring at him. "So I'm the third person to know? You might as well have told a stranger before your own brother."
Kyle went quiet. He hadn't planned on telling Blake at all... but what if he had to admit that a stranger learned the truth before him?
