No one was there. Taryn preferred decorating cakes when no one was around. She’d planned to be gone only a few minutes, not have dinner. But she’d put away anything needing refrigeration.
Garrett tilted his head. “This isn’t the music you usually play.”
A romantic ballad played.
Taryn had left that running while she was gone. She washed her hands. “It isn’t.”
“Do you always listen to music while you work?” he asked.
“Yes.” However, this special music was a part of her process. “But this is a playlist we use for weddings.”
“Seriously?”
She nodded. “All the love songs and ballads set the tone and puts me in a wedding mode.”
“I didn’t know so much was involved.”
“It might be me, but my grandpa did something similar when he decorated his cakes.”
“A tradition passed down to you.” Garrett leaned against the doorway. “Show me what you do next.”
“This isn’t entertainment.”
“I find you entertaining.”
She fought the urge to roll her eyes. “Your family is waiting for you.”
“Except for Margot, they don’t know I left,” he countered. “Nervous?”
Taryn shrugged. “I’m not used to frosting on demand.”
Wicked laughter lit his eyes. “Why Miss Lawson, that almost sounds dirty.”
She held up a pastry bag. “Watch it, or you won’t know what hit you. And it will be dirty. I mean messy.”
“Go for it.”
“Don’t tempt me.” She spun the cake to see where she’d left off. “Now, let me focus, or your sister will be disappointed.”
*
Watching Taryn decoratemesmerized Garrett. He should have left when the bakery closed, but he had remained frozen as if his feet were glued to the floor. He couldn’t get enough of her.
Her pinpoint-precision focus impressed him. As she piped a line of icing along the edge, her tongue stuck out of her mouth. She wasn’t a pastry chef but an artist doing a live performance. Her medium was frosting, not paint. Instead of brushes, she used a spatula and bags with different-sized nozzles to create her magic.
A text notification sounded.
Garrett checked his phone. It was a text from a partner at his firm.
JennJD:You’re making rain again.
Garrett:New client?
JennJD:Yes! Can you talk right now?
Garrett:Give me a minute. I’ll call you.
He put away his phone. Taryn was still hard at work.
