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

not tired, and home is boring.

him away and keep working on my own, not only so I can focus

for the competition but also so we can both cool off after

the sincere look in his

finally mutter, nodding. “I

a moment as he slips off his jacket, revealing his

peeking out from beneath his short sleeves. I have to

fourth attempt

know it, the eggs and other ingredients are laid out before

a golden

to make souffles as a kid,” Karl

even begin to keep the

were together, and he certainly never brought it

we were together.”

mom used to make them all the time when I was little. It was my favorite dessert.

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

one up?”

better of me.

to work, skillfully separating the egg yolks from

I watch in amazement; the man has finesse, and it’s

at the souffle

retrieves the dish, setting it on the counter. The souffle has risen perfectly,

top a promise of the

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