I Only Came For The Cake Novels & Stories

“This is actually my cake, Amanda” Derrick could not have the courage to confess to her. “Oh, it’s the same as the one that Mark gives to me. I think he’s buying it from a bakeshop, he doesn’t say where he gets it from” Amanda rolled her eyes at Mark. “I mean, I’m the one who makes that cake. It’s exclusively sold at Windmills Restaurant and today, I want you to know that you are the inspiration behind this creation” Derrick said solemnly.

"Oh, that cake? I found it on the internet, there are so many cake photos there. Yeah, I really wanted it, but I'm afraid of getting cavities, you know." "That's true, besides, it's like a child wanting to eat cake. Oh, by the way, where are you right now?" Why is he asking about my location? It seems like he knows I'm at the office. "I'm at the office now. Why do you ask?" There's no point in lying since I'm sure there are spies from Chandra here. "Why did you even come to the office? You could've told me this morning, I would've driven you."

I still don’t know where Sebastian went after dinner. “Actually can we make a stop?” I lean forward. “There’s a bakery on Fifth Street.” The bakery is just opening, the baker inside pulling trays from the ovens. She unlocks the door and smiles when she sees me even though I must look absolutely wrecked. “Can I help you?” “Do you have any chocolate raspberry cakes?“ “You’re in luck.” She disappears into the back and returns carrying a round cake covered in dark chocolate ganache. “This is from yesterday but it’s still perfect. Special occasion?”

Justin used the excuse of visiting the kids, so naturally, the cake in his hands served as part of that cover. However, the bold red logo on the cake box immediately caught everyone’s attention. Southern Wild. Haley’s favorite bakery. To make matters worse, an identical cake sat right in the center of the table, already set for dessert—the one Sean had brought. It was also from Southern Wild and just so happened to be Haley’s favorite flavor—vanilla cream. No one here was stupid. They could all see right through his excuse. Sean leaned back leisurely, crossing his arms. “Oh wow, what a coincidence.”

"Your face," Cleo said, delighted, pressing her cheek against my hip. "You didn't know, did you? Caius asked me when your birthday was." She bounced on her toes. "He said we had to do something. Ruth made the cake." "Honey glaze,” Ruth beamed. “Caius insisted.” Honey glaze cake was my favorite. I didn’t think I could afford it this year. “Thank you,” I whispered, glancing at Caius.

He saw that the cake was very attractive, even to the point that anyone who saw it could be tempted to buy. “Just want this one, Mòr? It's rich, the decoration is also not fun,” Riga said and Amour nodded. “Well, I'll order. Uh, what about the writing?” asked Riga. “School anniversary?” said Amour, who was immediately greeted by Riga. After choosing the cake they wanted to order, Amour asked Riga to go straight home, without driving her home. “Who are you going to go home with?” asked Riga to Amour.

The wine I'd chosen, an Italian vintage I knew she loved, now chilling in an ice bucket beside the bed. Connor leaned against the doorframe watching me watch her work. "You're really doing this." "Yeah." "And you're sure?" I looked at the ring box in my pocket, felt its weight. "I've never been more sure of anything." The cake had been the hardest part, finding a bakery that could create something beautiful on short notice, something that said celebration without screaming proposal. They'd delivered it an hour ago, chocolate with raspberry filling because those were her favorites, decorated simply with fresh berries and delicate gold leaf.

Isa transferred the cake she bought onto a plate. “It’s ready!” she said with a cheerful voice and shining round eyes. Chadwick stood near the table. He looked at the cake with curiosity. “I bought this from the new bakery near the orphanage,” she shared. “Why cake?” he responded. “Huh?” “Why did you buy cake?” “Ahhhh. Because I heard from the orphanage that the kids gave her a birthday gift before she goes out.” The orphanage gave her a gift?

At that moment, she felt as though she had turned into a princess. Holding her, Justin cut the cake with her and gave her the piece in the middle. "Does it taste good?" "Yes, it's delicious." Lila held the fork in her hand, looking down. "Ms. Judd's desserts are renowned. I know that they're delicious." Justin said, "This cake is from Serena's patisserie, but I'm just someone she knows very well. It's… impossible between us, and I don't mean anything else by ordering a cake from her."

"She's just a girl Bear introduced me. I didn't... well..." Oh God! If I wasn't choking in embarrassment before, I certainly was now. "Y-you don't have to give me explanations. You can d-date whoever you want." Damn it Hails! Stop freaking stuttering! His brows furrowed. "That's the thing. This isn't a date, we're just-" "You know we also had an cake as the specialty of the day. Here, $3'95." I gestured towards it. "I don't-" "Also, we've been told our hot chocolate is extremely-"