Chapter Ten
Mal
I love making cookies, it’s so soothing, the tactility calms me down. Not just the kneading of the dough, but also shaping the cookies, the rolling out, everything. I love all of it. Of course, the eating part at the end is great too, definitely a good excuse to make them more often... But that’s not the real reason I love it, I love the physicality of it, making things with my hands, more than anything in the world.
I sneak a small ball of dough into my mouth, moving it around my tongue and piercing, feeling the grittiness of the sugar before it dissolves. Sugar, fat, salt, carbs, all of the good things that make people happy. That make me very happy.
When I glance up, I catch Mia staring at me, her eyes filled with lust, and I quickly flash her a grin.
She leans clos
