Chapter 32: Sweet as Sugar
Moana

The children all began to cheer once Edrick agreed to stay longer so that we could make cookies. I lifted my gaze from Clara to see the Alpha billionaire standing in front of me, but he wasn’t looking at me; he was looking at the children.

We all made our way down to the kitchen. I lingered at the back of the group, still in utter shock as I tried to wrap my head around Edrick’s sudden change in demeanor. Had the tour of the orphanage and seeing how disadvantaged children lived given him a bit of compassion?

Once we were in the kitchen, I put on an apron and started to get out the ingredients to make the cookies while the children watched hungrily, licking their lips in anticipation for the sweet taste of sugar in their mouths.

“Do you like to bake, Mr. Morgan?” Clara asked, standing on her tiptoes as she gripped the edge of the counter to see.

“No,” Edrick replied, avoiding eye contact with the little girl. “I don’t.”

“Not even cookies?”

“No, not even cookies,” Edrick said. Then, in a slightly lower voice: “I’ve never baked anything.”

The children erupted into gasps, causing me to stifle a laugh. “Here,” I said, grabbing an extra apron and tossing it to Edrick. “I’ll teach you.” Edrick caught the apron and gave me a puzzled look while the children exploded with a chorus of giggles.

“I think I’d just mess it up,” he replied. “You can do it.”

which all of the children began to protest loudly, some even going so

a smile. He shrugged off his suit jacket and put the apron on, coming over to me.

“They’re gonna kiss!” Now, the group’s cries of protest became even louder as some

face get hot. Next,

cups of flour into this bowl,” I

helping them to roll the dough into little balls and place them on the trays, while Edrick and I

Morgan?” Clara said — she seemed to have taken a liking to him, which reminded me

rolled a ball of dough between

have

“I do,” Edrick replied.

of cookie dough into a misshapen ball between her tiny hands, then slapped it down on the tray with

to speak, but the words didn’t

across the

shoulders and dug into the bowl of cookie dough to grab another

that boys should do the same things that girls do,” he said. “So, I grew up thinking that if

had always allowed the boys and the girls to play however they wanted and to try new things. I grew up not only baking and doing traditionally feminine things, but I also had all of the opportunities

in his mouth, suddenly spoke up. “That’s dumb,” he said, his voice garbled

Elliot!” I shouted, running after the little

ran around the kitchen, evading me, and the children erupted into laughter again. When I looked up, I saw that Edrick was

out of the oven and the children were happily stuffing their chocolate-covered faces. Sophia led Edrick and I to the door;

doorway. “Your donation means the world to us. We’ve really been struggling lately — the government isn’t so generous with their money when it comes to human orphanages like this one. I really thought–” I watched as Sophia blinked back a few tears. “–I thought that we would have to shut down

Edrick fell silent and appeared to be thinking, his brow

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