Chapter 109
Abby

“Let me help you.”

Karl’s words hit me like a ton of bricks. Karl, of all people, wants to help me prepare for the competition

that we were only just arguing about? I can’t believe it.

“You’re joking,” I murmur.

Karl shakes his head, his eyes darting down to the failure of a souffle sitting between us. “Nope. Not

joking. Do you want my help or not?”

Part of me wants to accept his offer, but another part of me, perhaps the more logical part, decides that

maybe it’s not the best idea. I’m angry right now over my argument with Karl and this da mned souffle,

and I know that I wouldn’t exactly be the best kitchen partner tonight.

“I’m fine, Karl. Just a little tired,” I reply, forcing a smile. “Besides, you’ve been working all day. You can

head home.”

“I don’t want to go home,” he says quietly, sliding the souffle back toward me from across the cold

and

I know that I should push him away and keep working

the competition but also so we can both cool off

me. Maybe it’s the sincere look in

I finally mutter, nodding. “I

a moment as he slips off his

from beneath his short sleeves. I have to look away before

refocus my attention on my fourth attempt at

other ingredients are laid out before me, my

a

souffles as a kid,” Karl says out of

keep the surprise out of

he certainly never brought it up to me. “You

we were together.”

time when I

me how to make the best souffles ever,” he confesses, almost

one up?”

gets the better of me.

egg yolks from the whites, stirring

in with care. I watch in amazement;

at the

Karl retrieves the dish, setting it on

a promise of the

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