“Sorry, sweetheart.”
“Only if you promise me a rain check.”
“I can do that.”I’ll just never take you up on it.
Walking her out, I was thankful a car was already waiting to whisk her away. I couldn’t get her in the taxi fast enough. As I held the door for her, Tina reached up for my cheek and planted the most slobbery kiss I had ever felt in my life.
“This was so fun. Can’t wait to see you again, hot stuff.”
“Right back at you. Get home safely.”
I shut the door and wiped her drool off my face with the back of my hand.
Dating fucking sucks.
Chapter 6
Jack
It was finally the first day of class for me. Standing in my white chef’s coat, surrounded by people half my age, I felt older than I ever had in my life. Everyone was just awkwardly avoiding eye contact as we waited for our pastry teacher to make an appearance. Nothing could have prepared me for what I heard next.
“Hello, students. While the newly Mrs. Fischer is chugging mimosas poolside on her honeymoon, I’ll be filling in. I’m Kelly O’Donnell, and please call me Kelly. Mrs. O’Donnell is my mother, and I do not want to confused with that insane old bat.”
I stood frozen in place as she started handing out recipes. As we made eye contact, Kelly gave me a quick wink and held her finger up to her lips.
“Class, we’re going to have some fun today. We’re making glazed donuts.” Kelly didn’t miss a beat as she started to explain that everything we needed was already portioned out for us and waiting at our stations. “I am going to be walking around in case anyone has any questions. I want to see what I am dealing with as far as your raw skill level, so try your best to do all of this on your own. It should be simple enough.”
I went right to work.Step one: sprinkle the yeast over the warm water and let stand for five minutes, or until foamy.Baking had never been my strong suit, but there was no way I was going to look like an idiot in front of Kelly.
After I beat the flour in and put my dough in a greased bowl as instructed, I sat with my eyes glued to the rising concoction.
“Nice job, Jack,” Kelly whispered as she looked around me to check my work.
“Thank you,” I muttered as she walked over to the girl next to me, who had tattoos up and down her arms.
Kelly shot a sweet smile over her shoulder, and I couldn’t help staring at her plump round ass as she walked away. Flashes of her bouncing on top of me assaulted my mind as Kelly started to explain how to make the glaze icing.
I painfully fought through the tantalizing memories of the night we had spent together as I fried my donuts for a little longer than I should have.
“Shit!” I exclaimed as I hastily retrieved the dark brown circles from the hot oil.
“It’s okay. These will just be a little crispy. Some people like their donuts that way.” Kelly did her best to make me not feel like the failure I was turning out to be.
“I was a little distracted,” I admitted.
Kelly leaned in close and murmured, “Keep it professional—I’m your teacher now.”
I had to adjust myself. That was one of the hottest things I had ever heard, and the half-chub I was rocking was going to give away my dirty student-teacher thoughts in no time.
I waited for the class to end and all of the other students to leave.
“Well, isn’t this an awkwardly fun second date.” I tried to play it cool but knew I was failing miserably.
“Very small world,” Kelly remarked as she took a bite of one of my donuts. “That might be the worst donut I have ever tasted.”
I couldn’t hold it in any longer. “Why did you leave like that the other morning?”
Kelly held up a donut at me. “Donut be easy.” She snickered as I stood there, slack-jawed in the empty test kitchen.