Muffins & Moonbeams: An Arcadia Valley Romance (Baxter Family Bakery Book 2) by Elizabeth Maddrey

Author:Elizabeth Maddrey [Maddrey, Elizabeth]
Language: eng
Format: azw3
Publisher: JoNaTiMa Books
Published: 2017-03-13T16:00:00+00:00

Malachi pushed open the door and stepped into the warmth of the B&B’s kitchen. His brothers were heading to bed early. They had to get up in time to bake for the farmers market in the morning, which made for pretty dull Friday nights as far as Malachi was concerned. They kept threatening to try and teach him to bake so he could take a rotation. He’d give it a shot if they insisted, but he couldn’t hear the timers and they didn’t have the kitchen set up to be adaptive. Which was a lame excuse. He could use his phone as timer and it would flash at him. But his mother had declared him basically hopeless in the kitchen and Mom would’ve known. How had they forgotten?

He pulled open the fridge and rooted through the containers of leftovers. Aha. There was the lasagna Ruth had mentioned. His mouth watered as he peeled up one corner and sniffed. A minute or two in the microwave and—someone tapped his shoulder. He jumped and turned.

Ruth grinned. “Sneaking dinner?”

He set the container down so he could sign. “That okay? You said there was lasagna.”

“It’s fine.” She cocked her head to the side. “You’ll stay and hang out? Emerson and Pam are coming by, with their boys, for dessert later. So it’s not like you’d be a third wheel.”

Fifth wheel, though. He put the container in to cook. But without his game, what other option did he have? Maybe he should consider one of the multitude of other online role-playing games. He could start fresh and choose a character name like DeafMalachi. Then there’d never be any confusion. “We’ll see.”

Ruth nudged him out of the way and reached for the microwave door. She pulled out the container and set it on the counter. She reached into a cupboard and grabbed a plate.

“I can do that.” Malachi reached for the plate.

She shook her head. “I don’t get to do this as much now that you three live over with Corban. And I don’t blame you, from everything Micah and Jonah have said, it’s a much better arrangement. But I miss you.”

He smiled.

Ruth looked up at him through her eyelashes. “You’re not going to leave, are you Mal?”

He shook his head. He’d never been serious about that.

She beamed. “I’m so glad. Corban mentioned you took some muffins to Ursula this morning?”

He frowned. How would Corban have heard about that?

“I think he bumped into Jonah before coming over. And while your brother might be willing to leave it alone and not pry, I’m not. Sit down. You can tell me while you eat.” Ruth set the plate at the kitchen table and pulled out a chair.

Malachi sat and forked up a bite of the pasta. No one made lasagna like his sister. Mom had taught her grandma’s recipe when Ruth was only eight. She made the tomato sauce from scratch, and that was probably a big portion of what made it so good. He set down the fork.

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