C50 Chapter Fifty
Katherine stared at him. "You want to help me bake?" she asked.
Slowly, one sleek eyebrow spiked. "You think I don’t know my way around a mixer and batter?"
Katherine laughed. "I’m sure you do." She shoved it towards him. "Have at it."
He frowned. "Actually when I asked if you needed help, I meant do you have any already baked ones you needed help eating... Now that, I can help with"