Her Cherry by Bloom Penelope

Author:Bloom, Penelope
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2018-08-23T16:00:00+00:00

William roared what must’ve been his eighth F-bomb in as many minutes when a puff of flour exploded out of the mixer and covered his face. It had only been about ten minutes since he strapped his apron on, and he had already jammed one dough mixer, ruined a batch of cookies, melted a pot holder on a stovetop, and eaten several spoonfuls of frosting. I’d never seen him so out of his element or so frustrated, and even though I was practically counting down the minutes until the supposed mob of hungry people flooded in after Anderson Cooper’s moment on live TV, I was enjoying watching him too much to send him away.

Candace clapped her hands excitedly when Ryan nodded his approval. She had already nailed the piping tool for spreading the decorative frosting on my trademark bubble bites—they were thin, hollow balls of sweet dough that I deep fried and then painted with white, blue, and pink frosting to make them look like reflective bubbles. Get it? The Bubbly Baker, because—yeah. Each was small enough to fit in the palm of your hand and filled with either chocolate, fudge, raspberry compote, or cream.

And William… William was self-destructing, but in the kind of way I couldn’t seem to stop watching. He’d bump his head against overhead cabinets, mis-measure, and generally sow chaos wherever he moved. In the oddest way, despite all the stress I felt from the impending rush of customers, I liked it. I liked his sort of bumbling, well-intentioned chaos beside me in the kitchen. It humanized him. After just a few minutes of him destroying my shop, I felt like I’d learned more about him than I had with any of our previous encounters.

He came up to me with confectioners sugar all over his face and raspberry jam on his neck. The large collared t-shirt I gave him with the bakery logo fit very snug on him, I noticed.

“The muffins are done. And you’re right. I can see why a muffin wrapping machine was a stupid suggestion now. The little bastards wrap themselves.”

I grinned. “I don’t know if that’s exactly how I’d phrase it, but thank you. Maybe you could just… hang back for a few minutes while we get the hot stuff out of the ovens?”

He pulled his head back and frowned. “What? You think I can’t handle a little heat? Cherry, Cherry, Cherry what am I going to do with you?” He planted his big hand on my shoulder and shook his head. “Nobody learns as fast as me. I’m probably two minutes away from having this whole deal down. Trust me.”

I scanned my eyes across the mess he’d left in his wake and then looked back up at him, letting the skepticism I felt show through in my expression. “Well, if you’re that confident. I just need the bread pulled out and set in the back.”

He held up his hand like he didn’t want to be insulted with any more instructions. “Yep. Pretty sure I can figure out how to take bread out of an oven.

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