If there was one thing Carrie knew how to do well, it was cook. After all, she’d had the best teacher, Alice. She’d cooked beside her for years, the only times that brought any solace between the two of them. She didn’t know why, but there was something comforting about sharing a kitchen with Alice, who could cook anything and create the most mouthwatering, delicious dishes. The only problem was that Carrie had never cooked for a man before—well, at least not someone like Ben, who she was pretty sure had dined at some of the finest restaurants in the world. Would he expect something amazing and flavorful and creative?
A high-pitched beep from the smoke detector had her shrieking as she realized that smoke was coming from the oven. She raced into the kitchen. “Oh no!” she shrieked as she p
