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Already knowing that she was a gifted cook, hell, everyone in town knew that she was
probably the best cook in town, he didn t hesitate in digging in. When the first piece of
steak hit his mouth, he closed his eyes and nearly groaned, but somehow he managed
to hold it back mostly because he didn t want to scare her off.
As annoying as he d found her presence, it had never been enough to keep him out of
her family s bakery. Except of course when he could con one of his friends, co-workers
or someone in his family to go to the bakery and grab some food with him so that he
wouldn t have to worry about the little jinx crossing his path. When he couldn t find
someone to go for him, he sucked it up, accepted whatever bullshit was going to
happen to him as a consequence of voluntarily going near her, and ordered his food,
telling himself that it was all worth it.
If he knew that she was on the grill, he made damn sure that he never missed a meal
when she was cooking. He was always thankful that he didn t have to deal with her
when he was ordering, but when his food was cooking he watched her every move,
awed by the way she moved in the kitchen and impressed by how quickly she could
turn a few simple ingredients into a masterpiece.
He could happily watch her cook for hours, he thought as he savored the first bite of
eggs. She was one hell of a cook, and maybe not that bad of a neighbor, he started to
realize as he attacked his bacon.
Chapter 14
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Sunday, December 6 .
I m not done yet, Necie said, biting back a smile when his eyes narrowed
dangerously on her, something that would have flustered her a year ago, but after
sleeping in his arms twice now, waking up both times to find herself being felt up and
realizing that she could handle him as long as she didn t stare into his eyes for more
than thirty seconds at a time or think about his lips for more than five seconds, then
she was fine.
You ve had that magazine for over twenty minutes, he said accusingly as he reached
for it, but since she was still reading an interesting article on gluten-free flour, she
felt obligated to slap his hand away and continue reading.
What the hell was that for? he asked with a pout as he cradled his injured hand
against his chest and shot her what most people would probably call, A puppy dog
expression, but instead of making her feel bad for him enough to hand over the
magazine, she simply shook her head and returned to the article she d been reading.
She d been discussing the possibility of offering a gluten free menu with her
grandfather for a while now, but they weren t sure that the time that it would take to
train everyone or the cost to add a gluten free section in the kitchen would be worth
the extra cost. No matter how they looked at it, it was going to cost them a pretty
penny to do it, but she thought it was worth it even if it helped out just one family
who couldn t have gluten.
Her grandfather, who was a sweetheart in secret, had thought over this one for a long
time until finally he d been forced to shake his head and tell her that it wasn t
possible. At least not right now. In a few years when they had enough money in the
bank and could either afford a bigger bakery or second one, that s when they would
add the gluten free section and they would make sure that it offered the best gluten
free menu, as well as the safest, in the city.
The game plan was to master certain things like gluten free dinner rolls, pies, breads,
baked goods, etc. so that they could help cover the costs of all the upgrades by offering
their gluten free menu out to other restaurants, stores, etc. It would take a lot of
work and time, but then again, since she didn t have a life that wouldn t exactly be a
problem.
Not only was she interested in expanding their menu for customers with gluten
sensitivities and Celiac s disease, but it was a challenge and if there was one thing
that she loved, it was a cooking challenge. She could actually start practicing
converting recipes and creating new ones for gluten free items as soon as the power
was put back on, she thought with an excited little smile.
There were already a ton of recipes that were naturally gluten free, but she wanted
the challenge of making the impossible, possible. Maybe if she was able to perfect
gluten free cooking then they could look into opening a bakery that was one hundred
percent dedicated to gluten free items. It was something that she would love to do and
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