Gage drops onto the kitchen stool beside her. “Does this mean you won’t be baking anymore?” That eases all the tension, and she bursts out laughing, shooting a look to Liam, who winks back, affirming a proud, “Mission accomplished, High Society.” I’m guessing that’s in regard to the beignets. When I told him he was a fucking moron for defying orders, putting Ivy at risk, and returning with a souvenir of his insubordination, he insisted it was a sacrifice to help her acclimate because she wanted to win Gage over with food. Looks like it worked. “I’ll still bake, Big Guy,” she vows. “I don’t
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