Chapter 2

At that time, I wondered what “circumstances” would cause him to turn on his accent but I found out soon after we started seeing each other regularly. Clay’s accent surfaced usually during the following scenarios: when he was angry, when he was horny, or when he was speaking with his family.

“So, back to the matter at hand,” Clay said. “I’d love to make a cake for you if you’ll let me.”

“What kind of cake?”

“A lemon cake,” he said. “Definitely a lemon cake.”

“Why not devil’s food or red velvet?”

He shook his head. “Those cakes aren’t right for you. Lemon cake all the way. You’d love it. Trust me.”

“You have a lot of confidence in your cake-making abilities.”

“My mama taught me well.”