Teddy’s POV
I pulled up in front of Melody’s house, tired from the events of the day and hungry as hell. My stomach would not stop growling. On the way to the door, I caught a whiff of whatever she had baked that day. Whatever it was smelled like melted caramel, apples, and butter. Grrgrgr my stomach protested even louder as Melody opened the door to me. “Hungry today?” She asked with one eyebrow raised in a question.
“You have no idea.” I raised a hand to run it on the back of my head, a cramp had formed that was not going away. “tired and hungry.”
“I can agree to that.” Melody gave a little laugh. I looked her over and saw the bags under her eyes. I couldn’t take her out, not like that.
“I have an idea, if you’re up for it?” I asked her.
“What is it?” She leaned in the doorway of th
