#Chapter 55: Flour Fight
Abby
The ambiance of the restaurant after hours is one of muted stillness, a stark contrast to its bustling
daytime persona.
I absolutely cherish these moments, where the world seems to fade, and it’s just me and my culinary
creations.
Tonight, it’s not about a new dish or preparation for the next day’s service, nor is it even about the
upcoming cookoff for the Alpha party competition.
Instead, it’s personal. Chloe’s birthday is tomorrow, and there’s no way I’m going to let it slide without a
special treat. Hence, the covert operation: baking her a surprise birthday cake and finalizing our party
plans.
The ingredients lay sprawled on the counter: flour, sugar, eggs, chocolate, vanilla extract, and a myriad
of decorations. I’ve decided on a red velvet cake with cream cheese frosting—her absolute favorite.
As I start mixing the batter, a shadow unexpectedly looms over me.
Startled, I nearly drop the whisk. Turning around, I’m met with the piercing gaze of Karl. He stands
there, his arms crossed, a mixture of annoyance and curiosity evident in his brown eyes.
“Karl!” I exclaim, caught off guard. “What are you doing here? It’s late. You scared me half to death.”
He arches a brow. “Could say the same about you.”
Flustered, I reply, “I could ask you to leave since I literally own the place.”
His smirk is both infuriating and charming at the same time. “Trying to pull rank on me, Abby? Really?”
“Well, what do you want?” I sigh, not in the mood for his banter, especially given our recent encounter.
Instead of answering, he glances down at the mess on the counter, then back to me, eyes softening a
little.
“Baking a cake, huh?”
I nod, rolling my eyes. “Observant, aren’t we?”
“I can help,” he offers, surprisingly sincere.
“With the way you reacted the other day? I think I’m good, thanks,” I respond, a little sharper than
The memory of the recent confusion between us is still fresh in my mind,
told him that I couldn’t have
momentarily lost in thought. When he speaks,
a fan of surprises, but I can’t bear to see
not you. Let
words but the genuineness in his gaze.
other day?”
bit, yeah. But this isn’t
words. “…Doing something
“Fine, but only
with mischief, replacing the annoyance in them. “Wouldn’t dream
and then moves to stand beside me. With deft
the right amount of cocoa powder. The batter comes together beautifully,
luscious.
a blend of teamwork
we laugh at each other’s quips and focus on perfecting the
into a mold, and it’s slid into
flour-covered hands
grins, holding up a cupped hand full of flour. “How about a little fun
of white powder is flung
and the tip of
giving
shocked and amused. I look at him, my expression feigned outrage,
lips betray me. “You’ll pay
deep, infectious sound. “Bring it
of flour and, with all the strength I can
it right at
reaction is comically slow. The flour smacks him square
split second, the kitchen is shrouded in
laughter.
before we know it, we’re engaged in
in every direction, settling on counters, the floor, the
everywhere.
it’s chaotic, but it’s also… freeing.
back in time.
old shared kitchen resurface—of simpler times when we used
up laughing on the floor. And then, almost always, laughter would give
intimate closeness.
sudden warmth fills my cheeks as flashes of those memories—of tangled limbs and
quickly turn away, the reminiscing
to keep
noticing that the cake’s baking time is nearly up. “Okay, okay! Truce!” I
hands raised in surrender.
toe in flour, grins.
I gesture at the utter mess we’ve made. “Look
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