“What are you doing here? You and I both know your cake can kick mine in the ass.” Aurelis smiled.
“Child, please. We both know cake is like beauty. Different preferences for different people.” Mrs. Wilder eyed Dani with interest. “You must be Daniella.”
She smiled wide. How the woman knew her, she couldn’t know but her best guess was that Aurelis had mentioned her lunchtime visits. “I am. Let me start off by saying that whatever you’ve heard is probably true but was either done under the influence of too much or not enough liquor.”
Mrs. Wilder broke into laughter. “I like her.”
“Uh-oh,” Aurelis said. “That’s never a good sign.”
“That’s not true.” Dani winked at her friend. “What if Mrs. Wilder has a super-hot son she wants to hook me up with? She’ll change her mind listening to you.”
