I Only Came For The Cake Novels & Stories

His smile turned into a frown when he saw Clinton. “Mommy…” Jake walked up to me slowly, “Please don't be mad at Daddy; we asked him to be here.” “Yes, Mommy,” Mirabel ran to me with a cake in her hand, “Daddy bought this for you. It's from our favourite bakery.” My three kids all cuddled my legs, I collected the cake from Mirabel, shocked at how Clinton knew about my favourite bakery. The cake was also my favourite. Was he trying to score points?

“Will you come with me?” There was a long pause. Then he nodded, his voice soft. “Alright.” Zack pulled the car around. As we drove, Kane wore a low cap and a mask, clearly uncomfortable being in public. I slipped on a mask too, and we slipped into the mall without drawing attention. At the entrance, the smell of sweet cream hit me like a memory to the face. There it was. The Cake Boutique. Black Forest. The one cake I could never have. My feet stopped before I realized it, eyes locked on the glass display. There it sat—rich chocolate, creamy layers, glossy cherries on top.

I asked. "You can see for yourself," he mumbled, and it felt like he didn’t want to look at me. Nevertheless, I took the shopping bag from him, and as I surveyed the contents, my eyes lit up in joy. Velvet cake had always been my favorite, but due to my modest life in California, I only indulged in it once a month after receiving my salary as a weather forecaster. "You got this for me?" I asked, my smile sincere and different from the facade I usually showed him.

I should have just bought her something, but I didn’t have enough money. Juliette might like chocolate, so what about a cake? I quickly delivered those shitty pizzas and ran to the bakery before it closed. "We just have one cake left sir." The cashier said. I took a look at it. A strawberry cake. It looked so delicious, but what if he didn’t like strawberries? Never mind, I'll just take it. ~ "Wait, please!" I stopped the elevator's door for someone. "Thank you—! You're Killian, right?" I recognized one of Juliette's friends.

The others doesn't want to leave me alone but they don't have any choice. I just followed them so I can close the door. "Go home if you want to rest okay?" I just nod at Kaye before bidding our goodbyes. When they finally left the cafè I immediately fix fhe Ingredients that I will be needing. If I didn't do anything my brain might explode. I decided to make a red velvet cake that is one of our famous cake. It's a pink raspberry cake. Mostly this is what most of the couples brought in our cafè whenever they want to suprise their partners.

I patted him on the back to break the hug and said, "To be honest, I came here to deliver this to you." I walked to the table and took the cake and gave it to him saying, "Done and dusted. I'll get going now." He held my hand and asked, "What is this?" "It's a cake. For you." When I tried to leave again, he asked, "Why are you giving me a cake?" "Do you remember when you talked to me about the cake your mother baked for you? I thought 'should i bake a cake?' and, here it is. The Medovik. Enjoy your cake. I'll leave."

Now that things seemed to be going well between Reiner and me, perhaps, I should aim to visit her soon. It wasn’t long before I arrived at my destination, the café that Reiner had taken me to on our lunch break together. The café looked as pretty as I remembered it. Simply because I didn’t have much experience with other café on the island and also because I thought that the cake that I had here tasted amazingly wonderful, I had chosen to purchase Kat’s birthday cake here. “Hello. How can I help you?” a cheerful woman asked when she saw me looking at the cakes on display.

But halfway there, something caught my eye. A cake shop. I eased the car to the curb before Allen could ask. The warm light from inside spilled onto the sidewalk, and the smell of butter and sugar hit me the moment I opened the door. Katelyn’s voice came back to me. One of those offhand conversations months ago, when she’d mentioned her favorite cake. A light sponge, layered with cream and fresh strawberries. “Sorry,” the girl behind the counter said when I asked for it. “We sold the last one earlier.”

The light milky aroma of the snack, along with the faint scent of the girl, made the man's mind slightly startled. Subconsciously, he opened his thin lips and ate the snack she had given him. The cake is tiny, one bite is just enough. The taste of the dessert was very sweet and crunchy, like the sweet smile on her face right now. He lowered his eyes to see the smile on her face, unknowingly, he was fed desserts by her. Seeing him eat in a row, his face also improved slightly, Lisa hastily comforted him. "That cake is a famous person in Z city. There is only one kind of cake like in the whole country. I waited in line for two hours before buying it."

I can tell that it is really famous and high-rated cake shop. Yea, she’s working here as a part timer. She left me here to search for a seat because she entered the storage room or whatever they calling that room This place doesn’t have many customers. Maybe because it has expensive cakes and high quality customer service that is why. Perfect for the celebrities to hang out. After a minute she went back with a slice of chocolate cake and a cup of coffee. “Eat it, I’m the one who made the coffee” She said and she did not sit beside. Maybe because it is her working time.