Insatiable Bachelor (Bachelor Tower Series, Book 1) by Ruth Cardello

Author:Ruth Cardello [Cardello, Ruth]
Language: eng
Format: epub, azw3, mobi
Published: 2018-02-21T16:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER SEVENTEEN

Penny

Millie isn’t expecting us, but she loves the unexpected, which is what I love about her. The overnights at the bakery were enough to pay the rent but this, her real passion, was something she loved to share with other people. For some reason it feels important for me to let Dalton see that unknown commodity of joy that comes from feeling like you are right where you’re meant to be. Doing just what you were made to do.

“Should I be worried?” Dalton asks as he ducks down to get under the low doorframe. We’re working our way through a maze of doors and hallways in a recently rehabbed building on the edge of the city. It’s the only place Millie can afford, and I can still remember the day she found it. We ran through this place like kids let loose in a theme park.

“It’s eclectic,” I explain to Dalton as I run my hand against the ruddy multi-color walls. Millie and I painted these ourselves when she first signed the lease. “Can you smell it yet?”

“Smell what?” he asks, looking nervous. I think he’s been breathing through his mouth this whole time, too afraid of what this place might be filled with. “Is it going to be dead bodies? Is this the part where I find out you’re a femme fatale?”

“If I go all praying mantis on you would you run?”

“I’d like the first half of it, that’s for sure.”

“Well it’s not dead bodies you’re going to smell. It’s cakes,” I sing, grabbing his hand and tugging him toward Millie’s sanctuary. Dalton’s face shifts from concerned to shocked as we enter Millie’s kitchen.

“Penny,” she sings out, clapping the flour off her hands and running toward us both. “And hunky guy who I am assuming is Dalton, but if it’s not this is going to get super awkward.”

“It’s Dalton.” I laugh, accepting her warm hug as she giggles in my ear.

“The neighbor,” she coos, stepping back and eyeing him approvingly. “Oh damn, you were right about those hands.”

Dalton clears his throat and instinctively glances at his hands to try to keep up with us. He doesn’t stand a chance. Millie is the sister I wish I would have in Kylie. Occasionally I’m certain we can read each other’s mind. She’ll have a field day here with Dalton, but I don’t care. Something tells me, even though I didn’t originally peg him for it, he’ll be a good sport.

“We need cake,” I announce, looping my arm in Millie’s and circling around her creations. “What do you have for us?”

“What are you celebrating?” Millie asks playfully with an arched brow. “Or are you trying to build your energy up after sexersizing? I mean exercising. Exercising.”

“Not celebrating anything. We just want one of your amazing creations. My favorite job is being your taste tester. Tell me what you’re working on.”

“You’re a pastry chef?” Dalton asks as though he’s finally grasped something that makes sense to him here. A job. A profession. Something he can relate to.

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