Maya Hughes

A wave of heat spread in my chest and stopped me in my tracks. “You baked these especially for me?”

“Nah, he’s got Elle and the restaurant. He’s thinking about getting surgery on his shoulder to help with the pain now that he knows he’s not going to be getting knocked around on the field again.”

“Can I help you?”

“Sure, you can let go of Jules. My date.”

“Jules?! Her name is Julia,” Chet snapped.

“My mistake, I just go with what I call her in bed at night