Wicked Appetite (Lizzy and Diesel 1) - Page 45
mixer. “And don’t forget Shirley increased her order.”
I got butter and milk from the fridge and set it out on my workstation. “I’m on it.”
Ten minutes later, I had a cauldron of cake batter in front of me.
“What are you doing?” Clara yelled from across the room.
“I’m making cake.”
“No, you’re not. You’re eating cake. I’ve been watching you. You’ve eaten half the batter.”
I stared into the bowl. Clara was right. There was a lot of batter missing.
“I’ve never seen you scarf down raw batter like that,” Clara said. “What’s going on?”
I told her about the SALIGIA Stones, Shirley’s ladybug charm, and my food obsession.
“I’m on board with the Unmentionable thing,” Clara said. “I understand that people have abilities in varying degrees and that sometimes those abilities are beyond normal. The SALIGIA Stones are different. They’re a tough sell.”
“Kind of Indiana Jones.”
“Yeah. Maybe Diesel has doctored the story. I could see him trying to get his hands on something valuable. I’m having trouble buying the hell-on-earth bit.”
I nodded in agreement. I was attracted to Diesel, but let’s be honest, it wasn’t much of a stretch to think he would fib if it suited his purposes.
“What do you think I should do?” I asked Clara. “I can’t lock him out of my house. He just lets himself back in. And I feel better about him than Wulf. At least when Diesel’s around, I don’t have to worry about getting burned.”
And he looks wonderful with or without clothes, I thought, and I like the way he feels when he’s next to me.
“Just be careful, and try to be smart,” Clara said. “And if you feel really uncomfortable about it all, you’re welcome to stay upstairs with me. And for goodness sakes, stop eating the cake batter.”
“I’m hoping after Diesel and the charm are out of my space for a while I’ll get back to normal.”
“That would be good, because at the rate you’re snacking on batter, we’re not going to have anything to sell today.”
CHAPTER FIFTEEN
At five minutes to eight, Clara stopped at my station to watch me tube pink icing onto the vanilla cupcakes.
“You haven’t eaten anything for almost an hour now,” she said.
I set my pastry bag aside and took up a shaker of red sugar sprinkles. “Yeah. And I have no desire to eat anything ever again.”
The back door banged open and Glo charged in.
“Oops, sorry,” she said. “Guess I pushed the door too hard. My mind was someplace else.”
“Where was it?” Clara wanted to know.
“It wasn’t in any place good. I have a big problem.”
“Gosh, imagine that,” Clara said.
Glo shrugged out of her black sweatshirt and into her bakery smock. “A couple months ago, I was at a party and one of the guys worked for an animal rescue group. He was a really cute guy, and that’s such a good cause. I mean, how could you not like a guy who rescues sad little baby animals? Anyway, I sort of signed up to give a home to one of the sad little abandoned babies.”
“Sort of?” Clara asked.
“Okay, I totally signed. It was a moment of weakness, and this guy was such a hottie. And I didn’t know back then that my landlord was allergic. And the bottom line is, I totally forgot all about it until the critter was delivered first thing this morning.”
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