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“I love the gift boxes we chose for Valentine’s Day, so you’re right, if it doesn’t work, we can use those.” We finished baking all the pieces we’d need for the boxes. The one that would be stacked in individual squares required too many pieces for it to be easy to make and sell. We both tried to fit the pieces together of the one we’d taken so much time to measure, but the dough had shifted the dimensions when it baked. Even when we trimmed it and tried to put it back into shape, we didn’t have much luck and the box ended up lopsided, and not at all professional. Obviously, this was not something either of us were good at.
“The stacked method would be strong, but there’s too many pieces,” Randy said, echoing my exact thought.
“Yes, the cutout cookies already take more time when you include the decorating and drying time.” I loved cutout cookies, but they were a pain the ass to make as far as I was concerned. Yes, they were very festive and delicious, but there were too many steps to get them done.
“Yes, and I think in the long run the boxes made of cookies could just be a customized order rather than offering them all over the place,” Randy said as he looked at all the baked pieces we had laid out on the counter to cool.
“There’s so many other cookies that take way less time and are so much better.”
He grinned at me and leaned in to kiss my cheek. “I totally agree.”
We gave it our best shot, but agreed the stacked pieces were very heavy once they were all assembled, and there wasn’t much room inside for more cookies. The squares we thought we’d made perfectly were anything but, and after our best efforts and lots of icing we did get them assembled, but as soon as we put the lid on it started to sag.
“This isn’t going to work,” Randy said and watched as the lid sagged more and more.
“But it’s going to taste so good when we’re eating it.” His eyes met mine and we both dissolved into laughter.
“We can’t say we didn’t try,” Randy said.
“No, we can’t and I’m pretty sure this means a gingerbread house is out of the question too,” I said, and hoped he felt the same way.
“Well, thank god for that. I say from now on we focus on cookies we know for a fact we can make that don’t take so much effort, and that everyone loves.” He tore a chunk off and after adding a little more icing, ate it. “Oh, these are good.”
“That’s because everything we bake is filled with love,” I said and batted my eyelashes at him. He wove his arms around my waist and kissed me.
“You’re right. Thanks again for helping me. I know there’s probably a million other things you’d rather do,” Randy said, still focused on the pile of broken cookies that would never be a cookie box.
“Well, I can think of one thing, or possibly two or three.” I hoped my eyes smoldered, and when his breath stuttered, I knew it had worked. I glanced at the door and the lock I’d just installed but still didn’t trust. Grabbing his hand I led him to the bedroom, all thoughts of cookies forgotten.
Six
Randy
It felt like we’d waited so long to have sex but really it had only been a few weeks once we’d started seeing each other. My broken leg had made us wait longer than either of us wanted. But once we’d started, we couldn’t get enough of each other. Both of us seemed to be focused on the other, and every touch and kiss we could steal.
Eli tossed me on the bed like I weighed nothing and climbed on top of me. “You make me want you so bad,” he panted out between kisses as he reached down and after unbuttoning my jeans, slid them down my legs without our lips breaking apart. “With your delicious cookies, and this dick I can’t stop thinking about.”
I barked out a laugh that was cut off as soon as he swallowed me down. “Eli,” I groaned. He took as much as he could in hismouth and used his hand at the base for what was left. We’d both gotten well versed at what each other wanted, and when my back arched, I knew it wouldn’t be much longer. My hips moved as I fought for control, but he was far from done. He reached up and brushed his thumb across my nipple making my hips thrust.
Without warning I exploded in his mouth and didn’t stay quiet as I shouted out my release. After one last lick of his tongue, I flinched, and my eyes opened as I watched him take out his dick and start to beat it. “You are too fucking hot,” he ground out as his dick already started to swell. I reached out my hand and once we were both working it, he was shooting his release all over my chest.
Collapsing next to me, the two of us lay there waiting for our breathing to slow down. When at last it did, I looked over at him to find his eyes already on me. “You might be the death of me,” he said.
“I wasn’t the one that was throwing you on the bed,” I said before laughing.
Kissing my nose, he pulled his shirt off and wiped off my chest before reaching out his hand for me. “Let’s get you cleaned up before someone else comes looking for cookies.” We showered together and redressed in sweatpants before walking back out to the kitchen.
“Whoa, we made quite a mess,” I said and got busy gathering up all the pieces of our failed efforts. I was about to toss them out when Eli stopped me.
“Wait. The cookies taste great, they’re just not the right ones for a box. But what about if we sell them all in chunks with a little container of icing and call them something clever.”
“Do you think that would sell?” I asked and looked at the pile of cookies with some skepticism.
“We could try. Why don’t we try them at the gift shop this week and see what response we get.”
“We’ll need to package them really well, so they don’t notice how ugly they are.”
“You know, we could say something clever, like don’t cry over broken cookies, eat them instead. I think if we price them right, they could be a hit. And we always have some cookies that don’t make the cut. This could help put those to use rather than tossing them out.”
