Page 71 of A Very Merry Enemy
Not with Dominic coming to town.
Not with how things have gone so far.
Lucas has boundaries, and I can’t plow over them. Even if I want to.
We sell out by twelve o’clock, which is a massive problem because I’m going to have to somehow triple production or start baking throughout the day. We had over two hundred customers and still had to send more than one hundred away. They were blocking the sidewalk, and eventually Lucas had to move the line.
My back aches, my feet throb, and I smell like I bathed in butter and sugar.
We prep as much as we can for the next few days until we have no more room in the fridges. I send Emma a quick text.
I snap a picture of all the prep we did for tomorrow, and every rack is full in the industrial-sized refrigerators we have now.
Holiday
We sold 3000 cookies in three hours with a limit of one dozen per customer. The line was wrapped around the block.
Emma
Is this the sensation you were talking about?
Holiday
This is just the beginning.
Emma
The magic of Merryville! Thank you so much. You should be proud. Like I said before, you’re a pastry godsend.
Holiday
You’re the best boss I’ve ever had.
It’s not a lie. I’ve worked for some shitty bakery owners.
Emma
You’re the boss here. I’m along for the ride with you. Without your help, they’d have gotten gingerbread and chocolate chip cookies every day.
Holiday
I’m just living my dream. Working in a cookie shop at one of the happiest places on earth. I feel lucky.
Emma
I do too. Thank you for everything.
Holiday
How areyou feeling?
Emma
Spoiled.
Hudson is such a good guy. Honestly, all the Jolly men are perfect gentlemen and love their women fiercely.
I drive home and shower until the water runs cold. I get dressed in black leggings and a hoodie, leaving my hair in a messy bun. I don’t look like I’m trying to impress him, which is great. That’s the very last thing I want Lucas to think.
