Bradley snorted at that, shooting Isaiah a look. Really, there was no holding back in that one. "Yeah, ok, kid." And now that Isaiah wasn't a cute, fluffy little chick, it probably hurt if the guy missed as a falcon. Not like he could put it past him to do it again. Tricky boy was tricky. At least he was a good cook, thus Bradley could look past the shenanigans.
There was a light smile tugging at his lips when he saw Isaiah perk up a bit at that. The kid was doing well and he needed the encouragement. Then again, everyone in the family seemed to help out with the restaurant in some way, shape, or form, Bradley included. Isaiah would take it over one day and not have any issues. Right now, the boy was still young, still figuring himself out. Bradley knew at that age he was with Bridget and looked how that ended up. Isaiah, however, mated for life. He might have been happy now, but who knew what would happen. Bradley merely didn't wish for him to experience something on par with Bridget or even have another Paige episode. Oh, for the love of- NO.
"Hope so?" Bradley raised an eyebrow. "I know so." Then he knotted his eyebrows together with a slight smirk. "I said so." Enough said. Only two people were approved of their cooking skills in Bradley's eyes: Josiah and Isaiah. Funny how that worked out. The boy had everything going for him and everything would be fine in the end. Didn't matter if Jace left town to chase whatever hot piece of ass or not. He had a future ahead of himself and in Bradley's mind, there was no trading that for anything else in the world.