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

counter. “I’m not tired, and home is boring. Let

know that I should push him away and keep working on my

preparations for the competition but also so we can both

it’s the sincere look in

I finally mutter, nodding. “I guess I could

I watch for a moment as he slips off his

sleeves. I have to look away

my attention on my fourth attempt at making

eggs and other ingredients are laid

a golden

to make souffles as

to keep the surprise out of my voice.

he certainly never brought it up

we were together.”

them all the time when I was

best souffles ever,” he confesses, almost shyly. “Would you like me to

one up?”

of me. “Sure. I’d love to

skillfully separating the egg yolks from

in amazement; the man

time at

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

promise of the

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