The bakery was busier than usual, with customers coming in and out, but Selene found herself unusually distracted not by the work, but by the twins. Hunter and Hezekiah had somehow stationed themselves at the counter, playfully bickering over which cupcake flavor was better while helping—if their antics could be called "helping."
"Red velvet's overrated," Hunter declared, holding a cupcake like it was a trophy. "Chocolate is where it's at. Classic. Timeless."
Hezekiah snorted, grabbing a cupcake of his own. "Yeah, classic and boring. People with real taste go for red velvet."
Selene, wiping the countertop, groaned. "Could you two stop arguing and actually do something useful? Like restocking the napkins? Or helping Marcie with the trays?"
Hunter leaned on the counter, grinning. "We're
