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I wrap my arm tighter around Gabriella.

What the fuck is my life right now? And I really mean whatever it is?

I think I fucking love it.

Chapter 23

Gabriella

I am so full I might actually die.

And I regret nothing.

We’ve eaten an obscene amount of barbecue. Burgers, ribs, chicken, grilled corn, potato salad, baked beans, and something Wreck called his secret recipe mac and cheese until Gia informed us his secret recipe came from a box and he’d added extra cheese.

Apparently, that still counted as cooking in Wreck’s world.

Then we sang “Happy Birthday” to Gia and moved on to cake.

And holy fuck, the cake.

I take another bite and close my eyes.

“This is ridiculous.”

Justin looks over the rim of his coffee mug. “What is?”

“This cake.”

He frowns like I’ve offended him.

“What’s wrong with it?”

“Nothing. That’s the problem.” I point my fork accusingly at the enormous slice of chocolate heaven sitting on my plate. “This might be the best chocolate cake I’ve ever eaten.”

Justin shrugs.

“Thanks.”

“Wait—you made it?”

I’m stunned.

“I bake.”

He shrugs again, and I just stare at the enormous, broody Dragon Shifter.

“You bake.”

“Yes.”

“Like... regularly?”

His eyes narrow.

“Is that a problem?”

“Nope. Just recalibrating my worldview.”