Chapter Twenty-Four
Ash
Resting my hips against a stool, I watched as Dani rolled a ball of dough into a thin sheet and began cutting it into triangles. She spooned filling into them before twisting them closed.
“Want some help?” I asked.
Dani glanced up, dragging her wrist across her forehead to get an errant curl out of her eyes. “Nope. I got it. I’ll be done in just a minute. Just making enough for us back here. You can get me a glass of wine,” she added with a quick grin.
“Coming right up.” I stood and strode over to the counter running along the wall where there was a wine rack underneath. “White or red?” I called over my shoulder.
“I’ll take white. It’s been so hot today.”
I snagged a glass and a bottle of white wine before returning to the table. “Know who else will be joinin
