Page 59 of Ride the Wind (Devil's Knights 2nd Generation 8)

Reese

“I don’t know how I am ever going to be able to repay you.”

Paige set the empty tray on the counter and wiped her hands on her apron. “For what?” she asked. “I’m having a great time, and I get to eat all the cookies I want.” She snagged a peanut butter cookie and shoved it in her mouth. “I’m gonna be ten pounds heavier by the time you get your windows fixed.”

“Well, I really appreciated you helping, and you can have all the cookies you want for the rest of your life,” I promised. “Any pastry.”

“I am going to take your word on that. I can’t tell you how many birthday cakes we need throughout the year. Meg will be more than happy to pass that task onto you.”

“What task am I giving up?” Meg grabbed a bite size cream puff and popped it into her mouth.

“Birthday cakes, and any other cake we need during the year.” Paige clapped her hands together happily. “Greta’s baby shower cake.”

“Wait,” Meg drawled. “You’re going to make the birthday cakes?”

Did they really have that many birthday cakes throughout the year? And it didn’t seem like Meg was happy about me making them. “Uh, I can do or not do whatever you want me to.”

Meg turned to Paige. “All of them?”

Paige nodded eagerly.

Meg sagged and a huge smile spread across her lips. “You have no idea how happy that makes me. I love to bake, but I hate having constrictions on what I can and can’t bake. You can deal with all of these picky dingleberries.”

Paige laughed lightly. “They are rather picky.”

“I’ll make you a chest sheet of what everyone wants, but there is a good likely hood that they aren’t even going to want what I write down. I swear they just like to tell me something different of weird to see me sweat.”

“Uh, how many cakes are we talking about?” I asked.

“All the guys, all the girls, Kane, and Greta’s baby. Then you’ll need to do the weddings when those happen, and then of course the showers for both baby and wedding.” Meg smiled wide. “It’s really not that bag once you get a schedule of who needs a cake when.”

“Uh, what?” I tried to count how many cakes that would be for just the birthdays. “Twenty-seven?”

“Twenty-nine if you include Kane and the new baby coming.” Paige pointed at Meg. “And I bet there are going to be a lot more babies coming along before you know it.”

“Yes,” Meg hissed. She clapped her hands together. “It’s decided. You are the official cake maker for all the Knights birthdays, and any other time we need a cake.”

“Uh, can we maybe get some parameters on that?” I asked. “Special occasion cakes only?”

“She’s smart,” Paige laughed. “You know if the guys get wind that Paige is making cakes for the club, they’ll be expecting a cake every day.”

Meg scoffed. “You mean like they do from me?”

Luna walked into the bakery and looked between Meg and Paige. “Why do you two look so happy?”

“Reese is making all the birthday cakes and whatever cakes for the clubhouse now.” Paige grabbed the last tray of cookies and gave it to Luna.

“Shut up,” Luna gasped. “That is going to kick ass. No offense to you, Meg. You know damn well your cakes are fucking amazing.”

Meg held up her hands. “I’m pretty happy about it. I can pass the cooking and baking off to Bristol and Reese. It’s about damn time I get to just sit back and enjoy the food instead of slaving over it.”

“You’re really okay with this?” Luna asked.

I wondered the same thing.

Meg nodded enthusiastically. “Yes. It’s not like I can never bake again or anything. It just means I can rip up the calendar of when I need to be making cakes, and just bake when I want.”

“I’m just kind of surprised you guys still celebrate birthdays all together.”

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