Page 7 of Cakewalk
Oh my God… Was he trying to torment me?
Though was it really “torment” if I liked it?
I shook my head adamantly. “My sister will have you banned from this building if she figures out who you are. She might even pelt you with her cupcakes, and it’d be a shame to ruin another tailored suit.”
“How would she ever find out who I am? I keep a low profile. It’s my father’s face she’d probably recognize. He was the one who originally set up the development deal, and I’ve only taken over in the past couple of months.”
I groaned. “Don’t even play those games with her. My sister will sniff you out in half a second. And then she’ll put two and two together that you’re the guy I’m—” I stopped myself.
“The guy you’re what?”
The guy I’m crushing on.
“The guy I threw her cake at. She won’t be happy to know you’re the one who helped us with the Madison situation. She hates getting help from anyone, and she’s really going to go nuclear if she learns she received any help from you.”
Griffin tilted his head, as if politely considering it. Then he shrugged. “I guess we’ll see. I’ll text you later to arrange payment for the cake. You can refund your client now, though. I’m good for it.”
I had no doubt about that.
He handed me the towel. “You’ll probably want to hide this. Nice meeting you, Jade.”
“Uh, yeah,” I said, suspending the towel in my hands.
He disappeared through the rusty back door. I looked down at the towel that had been all over Griffin’s body before I quickly dumped it in the trash. I then turned around to see my sister standing right behind me, holding the door open as her eyes narrowed.
“Was somebody just in here?”
“No.” I held up my phone. “I just finished arranging the replacement cake with the businessman.”
“Does this businessman have a name?”
“I don’t know.”
“You don’tknowif he has a name?”
“He probably does, but that’s none of my business. Anyway, he’s going to pay for the cake he destroyed on top of getting the replacement.” In that moment, I had decided to shift the full blame onto him now that he was gone.
“Well, that’s nice, I guess. I mean, I’m pissed my cake got destroyed, but it sounds like he’s done everything he can to mend the situation. And it was an accident, after all.”
I nodded fervently. “Yes. Exactly. Now, let me be the one to deliver the news to Madison. You’ve got the morning rush to prepare for.”
“You mean the big old rush of five customers?”
“Well, it’s Friday, so Mrs. Salisbury will be stocking up for her knitting circle this afternoon.”
Courtney groaned. “I forgot all about that. That’s five dozen cupcakes right there.”
“Yeah, so let me take care of this.”
My sister nodded, but she grabbed my shoulders before I could run off. “Listen to me, Jade. Don’t you take any shit from Madison.”
It was a wonder how someone with such a mouth could make such cute cakes. “I mean, her cake was destroyed,” I said. “She has good reason to be mad.”
“Yes. You should apologize and take responsibility, but don’t take any more shit from her than you deserve. I don’t care if she has a following. She can’t go around treating people like crap.”
Yeah, that wasn’t going to happen. “Sure, Court. Don’t worry about me.” With that, I left through the back door.
Chapter 3
