Take the Fall by Squires Megan

Author:Squires, Megan
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2020-05-13T16:00:00+00:00

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Never before had he been so thankful for the small galley kitchen in his mother’s home. The amount of times he had bumped into Maren or brushed her arm when reaching for a utensil or plate was racking up and he loved each moment.

Grady completely ruined the quinoa. He was pretty sure it was supposed to be more of a rice dish than a soup, but he didn’t have the time to let it do whatever it needed to do in order for it to be edible. Each time he looked at the timer, another five minutes had passed. When only five remained, he decided soup was his only option. Rock hard potato cubes were tossed into the pot along with chopped up pieces of rhubarb, and sprigs of torn thyme were sprinkled over the top like a garnish. He didn’t like cauliflower, so he left that out altogether. He’d probably get docked for that.

When his phone buzzed at the time limit, Maren shot her hands into the air and backed away from her plate as though she was competing on a cable network cooking show. She paused, bringing her hands back down and wringing them in the blue flowered apron that had belonged to Grady’s mom. He couldn’t help but stare at her with affection when she surveyed her masterpiece. A coy grin formed on her lips. She seemed pretty pleased with her work.

“Grady Cutter,” she spoke, suddenly lifting the plate into her hands. She wiped at the rim with the apron. “Prepare to be completely wowed.”

“Already am.”

Maren looked at Grady with hesitation and then let go of his gaze. She shoved the platter into his chest. “Go ahead, dig in.” He took the fork from her hands.

In front of Grady was a white powdered donut hole, now glazed with a peanut buttery, hot fudge sauce that not only looked edible, but downright tasty. Bits of chocolate-drenched beef jerky were cut into symmetrical pieces and fanned out around the pastry like flower petals. On the outer edge of the platter was a bright orange dusting of grated cheese balls. Hand to heaven, it could’ve been served at the fanciest restaurant in San Francisco and patrons would’ve paid a hefty price to consume it. It looked that good in a trendy, eccentric sort of way.

“Wowed yet?” Her eyes were expectant, round like a child’s.

“Completely.” Grady placed the fork onto the counter and it clinked against the ceramic tile. Reaching down, he grabbed the donut between his thumb and finger, then swiped it along the cheese dust. He popped it into his mouth in one big bite. “But I do have to say, you have an unfair advantage here, working at an actual restaurant and all.”

Maren watched his mouth work as he chewed the food while she waited for the verdict. It was oddly sensual to see her staring at his lips like that. He knew the oven had been on, along with the stove, but sweat formed along his forehead and he didn’t figure it was from the temperature in the kitchen.

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