Chapter 16
Reese was standing at the door wearing a blue basketball jersey and shorts. He was holding two plastic bags. As he passed, he leaned down to kiss me, then set the bags on the breakfast bar and took in the mess of leftover dough and filling on the counter.
"Damn, baby. If I knew how to bake, I'd help. Looks like you could use it."
"I'm almost done. There's one more tray in the oven, and that should be it for tonight."
"So in the time you sent that message to now, you were able to complete a day's work to get ready for tomorrow. Not bad."
He would know since his business revolved around food.
"Yep. It's not like I have to run an entire kitchen. Just the dessert section, I guess."
"An entire kitchen would be a pain in the a*s. Trust me."
I did since he'd been working in thi
