Chapter 1Vincent Yang arched his left eyebrow at David Lee, one of his best friends and colleagues at the pharmaceutical firm he worked at in San Francisco, California. “The Torpedough? Really?”
David rolled his eyes at Vincent while pushing the door of the bakery and making his way inside. “It’s a wonderful place. Can’t you smell the awesomeness of all the baked goods in this amazing place?”
Vincent snorted. “Do I need to give you some privacy?”
David scrunched up his face, obviously confused. “What? Why?”
“So you can jerk off in peace while inhaling the awesomeness of all the baked goods in the bakery.”
David scoffed. “Don’t be crude, man.”
Vincent chuckled while trailing after David, who was now heading straight toward the counter. “You’re such a prude. You’re lucky Toby has such
