Page 260 of Breaking the Rules
"You have a problem with cupcakes?" Again, I fail to sound teasing. I'm in a permanent state or fluttery awkwardness.
"It's not that big a deal."
"Fuck that. It's huge."
His cheeks flush.
I swear to God, I die.
That's so…
He's so…
Ahem. "Your life is a train wreck, right."
He laughs. "Damn. Where's the sugar coating?"
"In the cupcakes."
His laugh gets lower. Heartier. "Fair." He grabs a spatula. Scoops a slice of lasagna onto a plate. Puts it in the microwave. "Yeah, my life is a train wreck."
"This is your first step to fixing that."
"Rehab was the first step." He hits the timer. Turns back to me. "But, you're right. It's big."
"Exactly. You have a job."
"And the best girlfriend in the world." He wraps his arms around my waist.
I giggle. "Say that again."
"You're the best girlfriend in the world."
"You're my boyfriend." It's surreal.
"Yeah." He brushes a stray hair behind my ear. "Am I not the best?"
"That's still to be seen."
"Brutal."
"As always."
"Yeah." His lips curl into that same smile. TheI love everything about youone.
It makes my cheeks flush.
It makes my knees weak.
I have to hold onto the counter to stay upright. "You, um… can you help with the cupcakes or what?"
He nods.
I motion to the cabinet. Take him through grabbing all the ingredients as I find a bowl and a mixing spoon.
He places his body behind mine.
Helps me measure all the dry ingredients. Up to the chocolate chips.
