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Sure enough, at lunch, Becca bounced up to him, gave him a huge hug and asked about the cookies. The crew stood there in shock.
Cassie politely and cautiously asked, “You bake?”
Becca proudly puffed out her chest. “Yes, I made Paddy’s favorite—peanut butter cookies.”
Jason wrapped his arm around Cassie and teased, “How come you’ve never made me cookies?”
“Because you don’t like cookies.” She laughed.
“Oh yeah.” He gave her a squeeze.
Becca rolled her eyes and mumbled. “Good thing I didn’t bring you any then.”
Lucky us. This time her selfishness worked out in our favor.
She smiled and faced Patrick. “So…what did you think of them?”
“They were unbelievable. I can honestly say I’ve never tasted anything like it.” He cracked a little smile. I clenched my jaw so I wouldn’t snicker.
“Yeah?” She grinned widely and looked right into his eyes. “You really liked it?”
Patrick leaned in and kissed her softly. “What do you think?”
Good one, Patrick. I covered my mouth and faked a cough to prevent from laughing.
“I knew you would.” She turned around and sunk into his chest. She glared at me but her tone was playful. “I always know what you like.” I fought the urge to roll my eyes.
Yeah, that’s what she thinks. If she knew him so well, there were lots of things that she would do or not do. Like, she would stop with the public displays of affection that he didn’t like.