“Just give me ten minutes to finish the cookies and we’ll go.” She disappeared back into the kitchen and Max pointed at Berg. “You better be right about this. Or I’m going to get cranky.” “You can’t find a safer place than this one,” he promised, meaning every word. The pair stared at each other, Max sizing him up, making sure he was telling the truth until Livy threw up her hands and demanded, “Is no one else concerned about what the fuck she’s using to make those cookies?” * * * After Charlie put a plate of the most amazing honey-lemon sugar cookies Berg had ever tasted in Livy’s
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