Mabel's Point of View:By 3:02 p.m., I'd checked my phone seventeen times.Nothing. No notification.I sighed and turned it face down beside the mixing bowl."Maybe he's busy."The words sounded more like an excuse than an answer, but I pushed the thought aside and bent down to open the oven. A blast of heat smacked me right in the face, making me stumble backward."Damn. That shit almost took my life."I waved the heat away, blinking rapidly, before grabbing one of the wooden skewers scattered across the marble island. I crouched in front of the oven and pushed it into the center of the cake.When I pulled it out, there wasn't a single crumb clinging to it.A smile formed on my face."Perfect."I slipped on the oven gloves and carefully lifted the cake onto the island to cool before turning my attention to the steak."Please don't embarrass me today."I sprinkled salt, black pepper, garlic powder, and a little paprika over the meat, rubbing the seasoning into every corner.Medium-wel
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