"My donuts are pretty incredible."
Killian's lips twitched as he removed his donut from the box and took a bite. "Amazing, as always."
Pleasure floated through me, making me feel like I could fly. I finished putting the donuts in the case, then joined the Wildes at their table.
"Did you get food?" Eli asked me.
"I don't need to." I didn't feel right, taking from them without paying.
"You already ate?" Killian asked as he eased into the seat at the end of the table.
I thought back over my morning. I drank coffee, but I couldn't remember eating. "I'm not hungry when I get up, and then I'm running. I don't usually have time."
"All the more reason to eat. Can you grab a plate for me and one for yourself?" Killian asked.
"Sure thing, boss," I said as I jumped up to get him a plate. He manipulated me into getting one for myself, and I'd let him do it, because my stomach was rumbling now that I could smell the bacon and eggs.
I returned with two plates.
"Have you thought anymore about selling your donuts here exclusively?" Eli asked.
"I'd have to see the contract and what you're offering."
"Come up to my office after you're done eating," Eli said as he stood and took his plate to the kitchen.
"I like the idea of us selling your donuts exclusively. We'll become famous." Xander grinned at me.
"I don't think your resort will be known just for my donuts. I think it's the famous snowboarder you produced." I nudged Killian's elbow.
"Do you have a business name?" Oliver asked.
"I don't."
"You should come up with something catchy. Like Noelle's Donuts," Xander said.
"I don't think that's very catchy. I didn't really need a name to sell them at Cal's," I said, thinking about the various options. "And everyone knows they're my donuts."
"Do they?" Oliver asked. "You don't think Cal is saying it's his recipe?"
My stomach dropped. I wouldn't put it past him. "I didn't think about that."
"You want to build a reputation based on your work, not have it absorbed by someone else," Killian said.
"I should have thought about this before. I just wanted to get the business up and running as quickly as possible."
"You'll think of something," Killian said.
"I think we need to do it quick. Cal has been pushing me to lower the donut prices. He's threatening to do it without my approval."
"I don't like how he's treating you," Killian said, and I didn't argue with him.
I didn't like the pressure either. "After breakfast, I'll talk to Eli about his offer and see if that would be a better option for me."
We ate, and talk turned to events at the resort. The winter festival was winding down, and they went through various options for spring.
I cleared Killian's plate along with mine, then stopped by to see Marcus in the kitchen.
He raised a brow when I approached. "You got my donuts?"