Chapter 4

“Are you going to eat all my frosting?” Julie stood there with hands on her hips in a mocking tease.

“Maybe.” A spark of mischievousness seemed to have caught her. She went for another taste, this time getting a big glob, which she promptly flung at Julie, hitting her smack on the cheek. “What are you going to do about it if I do? Punish me?”

“Don’t tempt me.” Julie swiped the smear of frosting from her cheek. She tasted it. “Mmm, this is good. I must say, I’m mighty fine in the kitchen.”

“Yes,” Belle seconded. Her finger disappeared into the bowl for a third time, but this time she crossed the short distance between them, depositing the frosting on Julie’s nose. “You’re very fine.”