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There was no way he was getting involved with her personally. While he was going to have to spend a considerable amount of time with her, Shane was just going to have to keep her at arm’s length and his hormones would just have to cool it.
The clock was ticking, and Shane didn’t plan to fail his father—or his family—again.
Chapter 5
Sweet Beginnings
“Good morning, sunshine,” Emma called out. Her cousin, Amelia, stood in the kitchen of The Sweet Spot bakery dumping brown sugar into a commercial-sized mixing bowl.
“Morning.” Amelia glanced up at Emma, her brow furrowed. “Did I lose track of time? I thought you were coming in later.”
“I was.” She shrugged. “But I was up, so here I am. Ready to help.” Emma leaned on the island with one hip and peered into the bowl. “Chocolate chip cookies?”
“Yep.” Amelia dumped in the white sugar. “Having trouble sleeping again?”
“Sometimes.” Amelia scoffed and lifted a brow. Emma rolled her eyes. “Okay, yes. Insomnia and I have become well acquainted.”
“How did your interview go?”
Emma sighed, her heart skipping a beat as she thought about Shane. “It went great.”
Amelia cracked two eggs into the bowl. “You don’t sound very excited about it. What kind of job is it? You never said.”
Emma was dying to lick the mixing bowl. “I’ll tell you in exchange for some cookie dough.”
Amelia’s answer was to turn on the mixer. “I can’t hear you,” she shouted over the whirling noise, a smirk on her lips.
“Are you going to withhold cookie dough until I tell you? That's just mean. Even for you.”
Amelia chuckled and turned off the mixer. “Tell me about the job.”
Emma frowned and pulled out the stool before perching herself on it. “Fine, evil queen of cookies. The job is for the director of operations. There will be a lot of moving parts to the job, which I like.” She paused.
“And? Is that it?” Amelia asked, her lips pursed. “Who is it with?”
Emma rubbed her brow and sighed. Her cousin drove her crazy with an incessant need to know things. But it was that persistence that made Amelia's bakery one of the most successful in North Georgia. It was a trait Emma recognized in herself. Or at least, once upon a time she did.
