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“I believe that,” she said.
“Is that really why you stopped over?” he asked. “Or did you just want to get another look at me?”
“Shhh,” she said. “Don’t talk so loud.”
He wasn’t going to be bothered by that. “You didn’t say why you were here.”
“I just thought maybe if you weren’t in a good mood I could see if there was something I could do to help.”
“I can handle myself,” he said. “But I find it sweet that you cared.”
“You know I do,” she said. “And I should leave before anyone sees me.”
He let out a sigh. “I’ll talk to you later.”
“Bye,” she said and slipped out without so much as a touch of his hand.
When had he become so desperate for the attention and affection of the woman he was falling in love with?
33
More Than Caring
It’d been four months since Hadley had moved to Amore Island and been working for Duke. Three months or so since they’d been dating.
There were less than two more months left before the sale would go through with her parents.
No one had talked about it since. She had no clue how much the sale would even be for and she didn’t care. It wasn’t her business.
All she cared about was that she still had a job that she loved.
She even made a cake to bring today for the party at Penelope’s.
It was probably silly, but Duke told everyone she was coming and she’d been told there was some excitement to meet her. That Duke was the next one in line for the island hookup and no one expected that.
She didn’t know what that meant and he explained it briefly. That it seemed like at every party or wedding someone was on the hot seat bringing a significant other.
It made her think that there was more than caring going on on both sides.
She knew for sure on her side, she was in love. It was just getting those words out.
“Are you ready?” Duke asked her. “I can carry your cake.”
“I’ve got it,” she said.
“I’m here, let me do it.”
He not only pulled it out of his fridge earlier, but he let her bake it at his house.
She wasn’t sure what decorations to put on it and decided that a fall design would be nice. She hadn’t made one of those cakes yet and knew it’d be fun and she could snap a bunch of pictures.
To stick with the fall theme, she did a vanilla cake with layers of five-spice crumble for texture and a white chocolate buttercream. There was a thin layer of white marshmallow fondant on top and then she decorated in leaves and trees using frosting and more fondant. She was pleased with the results.
“If you’re going to carry that, then I’ll get the pie.”
“I can’t believe you made a pie last night too,” he said.
“You said Penelope liked chocolate and that Griffin had a sweet tooth. Not everyone likes vanilla. I should offer something of each, right?”
