Angelo chuckled. “I’m not sure the Boss is much for desserts.” I smiled to myself. It seemed my husband hid his love for sweets from everyone but me. The day after our movie night, I’d woken up to find the popcorn bowl empty. At first I thought Matteo must have thrown out the caramel corn, but it wasn’t in the trash. I had a sneaking suspicion that my husband had eaten it all. “He seems to like the things I make.” “I’m sure he does,” Angelo said, giving me a knowing look.
