“Fine. Moving on. Which one of you is going to help with the bake sale at the school this week? I need a few more volunteers.”
Caroline was eyeing me. She knew what a softy I was when it came to helping her students.
Sawyer chugged from her glass before responding. “Do you want burnt cookies again?”
Caroline shook her head. “I was asking both of you just to be nice.”
Throwing my hands in the air, I caved quickly. “What day is it and what do you need me to bring?”
“Wednesday, and those lemon bars your Grammy taught you how to make would be amazing,” she sang out before blowing me a kiss.
“You owe me one,” I shot back.
“I love you, too, Harper.”