Chapter 10
Behind the Frontier’s front counter, I opened the milk carton I’d left out yesterday morning before I’d rushed to the hospital. I took a whiff of the warm milk and poured it down the sink, then glanced back at Hank. “Do you mind pulling the shades down for me?”
We’d spent the morning in bed together, and then of course, I’d started fidgeting and worrying. Had I locked the café’s back door or left any of the gas ovens on yesterday? Hank had insisted we drive up here to check up on everything. It was refreshing to be understood. Lewis had never taken anything I ever did seriously. He’d thought owning a bakery was cute and fun.
When the shades were pulled down and the café basked in semi-darkness, Hank walked up the counter and leaned on it, giving me a lustful look. He was so m
