♡ Megan ♡
“This is fun,” Brendan remarked softly, and I couldn’t help but smile. The smell of sizzling garlic and ginger filled the air as I stood in front of the cooking station, a wok in hand and a bright red apron tied around my waist. Brendan had surprised me just as I was closing up the bakery with a fun cooking class. Just something fun for us to do. Now, as I glanced around the room at the other pairs laughing and chatting, I couldn’t help but feel like this was a date rather than just things to do together as friends. Still, it was easy and comfortable.
“All right, everyone,” the instructor called from the front of the room. She was a lively woman with a sharp bob and a voice that carried effortlessly over the clatter of utensils. “I hope you are enjoying our class so far…it’s al
