“A do-over?”
“Yep. A do-over. It’ll be a surprise. And next time, you’ll say yes.”
“Oh, will I?”
He grinned. “You will. Because you love me and that little temper tantrum you’re throwing is bluster.”
“Bluster? Bluster this!”
After I fired off a crude gesture, I marched to him and pushed him into the bathroom.
“Enjoy your hand tonight, buddy!” I closed the door in his face.
He lightly rapped on it.
With a glare, I opened it. “What?”
He leaned forward and brushed his lips against mine. “Christ, you’re quite a woman. And you’re mine.”
CHAPTER THIRTY-THREE
Town
“Is time moving backwards?” Hadley asked as I opened the door to Sweet Teeth.
“Uh, no?”
The bakery was nearly empty since it was just after the lunch hour, but the scent of butter and sugar made my mouth water.
“The wedding is in a week,” Hadley said. “And I’m so damn excited I swear the earth is rotating backwards just to punish me.”
“I love that you’re excited,” I said. “Seriously, that’s everything.”
She beamed.
Her excitement only reinforced that I’d made the correct decision to keep the pregnancy between me and Cas.
And Muddy.
I worried that Hadley would lose a bit of her sparkle when I told her I was pregnant too.
“Morning, kids,” Gracie greeted as she popped out from the back kitchen with a tray of fresh baked goods.
“What do you have?” I asked, gesturing to the tray.
“Lemon curd tartlets,” she said. “Topped with meringue and huckleberries.”
“Yum.” Hadley licked her lips. “I’ll take five.”
Gracie raised her brows. “Five?”
“Oh, you’re right, they’re small. Better make it six.” Hadley looked at me. “Don’t leave me out here all alone.”
“I’ll take three,” I said.
“You’re no fun.” Hadley stuck her tongue out at me.
“We’ve got to leave some for other customers,” I said. “We ordered three quarters of the tray between us.”