Chapter Ten HunterKate sucked in a sharp inhale as she walked into my kitchen, staring wide-eyed at the cut on my hand. “Hunter, oh my God, what happened?”
“It’s fine; it’s fine. I was just trying to make cookies,” I said, grabbing a fistful of paper towels to soak up the blood. Applying pressure to the cut, I raised my hand in the air above my heart. “See? All better.”
“But there’s no step in a cookie recipe that requires a knife,” she exclaimed, dropping her purse on the counter and looking around to figure out what went wrong. “Were you trying to cut open an eggshell?”
To be fair, my hand was bleeding profusely, but it felt a little like she was overreacting. Still, watching her freak out over my well-being was kind of sexy.
“Listen, when I asked for your help with Maddie’s preschoo
