The Bucket List

I loved the smell of freshly baked cookies. I loved baking, but at the moment, I truly hated it.Crystal loved baking.We opened the bakery together, but she sold her share off when she realized that being a bakery owner wasn’t for her. She was an adventurer. She loved traveling, and that was what had gotten her killed.Now I hated the smell of freshly baked brownies because my best friend was dead.I sighed, staring down at the pan I had just pulled from the oven. Coming to the bakery was supposed to help me clear my head, to make the pain go away. I had no tears left to cry, and moping around the apartment we had shared wasn’t helping at all.But I forgot how many memories the bakery had.Picking up a brownie, I blew on it to cool it down and then took a bite.I gagged.Hurrying over to the sink, I spat it out and instantly rinsed my mouth with water.That tasted awful. With one last look at the flopped brownies, I picked up the pan and walked over to the trash can to throw it away

“I’ll lock up Lee,” I told her as I walked out of the bathroom in the back and spotted her collecting the dirty dishes. “You can go.”Lee looked up at me and frowned. She waved a hand over the dirty dishes that still littered the metal table in the middle of the kitchen.We were in such a hurry to deliver Mr. Miller’s order that we left everything the way it was. There had been no time to clean up like we usually would after we finished baking.“This needs to be cleaned,” she said. “You’re not planning on leaving it like this, are you?”“Of course not!” I exclaimed. “I’m going to cash up and then clean everything before I leave.”“Al—”“You have somewhere to be, and I don’t. You’re going to be late if you don’t leave.”She frowned, dropped the bowl, and grabbed the dishcloth to wipe her hands. “Are you sure? There’s still a lot to do.”Walking over to her, I placed my hands on her shoulder and glared at her. “Lee, I’ve done this a million times before I hired you. I can do this for on

My laughter died down, but the smile stayed on my face. Shaking my head, I picked up the towel again and rubbed my hair dry a bit more before I threw it onto the bed. She was one of a kind, especially when drunk. Last night was very entertaining and something I wouldn’t forget, ever.I dropped the towel, which was a mistake because Albany chose that moment to exit the bathroom. Her loud gasp made my lips twitch. I hesitated for a few seconds before I turned to face her.Albany’s chocolate brown eyes slowly trailed over my body. They once again lingered on my abs before moving lower. I watched as colour slowly spread up her neck and into her cheeks.How far down does that blush go?My cock twitched when she sucked her bottom lip into her mouth and pressed her thighs together. She swallowed and took a step back, bumping into the door. It seemed to snap her out of whatever daze she was in because in the next seconds, she spun around and entered the bathroom again.She slammed the door cl

Something was wrong with my car.It was going well until it started spluttering and jerking before coming to a complete stop right in the middle of the fucking street.Tears of frustration burned my eyes as I twisted the keys in the ignition over and over again. At first, it sounded like it was going to start again, but it didn’t, and now nothing was happening.Another car blew its horn. I knew it was coming from behind me. I was causing a damn traffic jam, and there was nothing I could do about it. Sticking my hand out of the window, I gestured for the car to drive past.It did with the driver screaming profanities at me and flipping me off.A tear slipped down my cheek, but I quickly wiped it away as I tried the car once again. Nothing happened. The car was dead. Another car sped past me with its horn blasting.I jumped when a hand suddenly slammed down on the roof of my car. Panic hit, leaving me wide-eyed and frozen.“Hey,” a man greeted as he leaned down. “Let me just do this.”H

I turned onto my back and stared up at the ceiling as I waited for my alarm to go off. It’s been almost a week since my run-in with the hot twins, and neither of them has texted or called. I had no clue what was being done with my car, either. Steven had taken my number when he dropped me home but he hadn’t mentioned anything about the date. It had me wondering if he changed his mind on the drive to my apartment.The stress of everything was starting to pile up. If the twins couldn’t fix my car, how was I going to pay to have it fixed? I had to pay rent on the shop in four weeks, and not to mention the rent for my apartment.My stomach rolled, and my breathing sped up slightly.I jumped when my alarm went off. Reaching over, I turned it off and then rolled out of bed. I walked into the bathroom and emptied my bladder before I padded over to the kitchen.It was a simple apartment with an open plan floor and a bit small for my liking. Only the bathroom offered privacy since my bedroom,