Dana walked into the shop the next morning determined not to let the crumpled rear end of her car ruin her day. She put her bag in the desk in the office then went into the kitchen.
“How are things today?” she asked Sean as she put an apron on and rapped the strings around her waist to tie them.
“It’s been a day already.” He bustled around the kitchen pulling a tray of cupcakes from the oven and sliding them into a rack to cool. “The oven didn’t want to heat this morning and cost me nearly an hour before I sweet talked it into life. That put me behind on the morning’s stock.”
“Why didn’t you call? I would have come helped.”
“Honey, it was a crazy morning and yes, I’m a little frazzled, but it was nothing I couldn’t handle. Ariana came in and between the two of us, we dealt.” He pinned
