kiss me captain: The ice captain chubby fake girlfriend
Her grandmother had been the only person in the world who never made her feel like a shadow.
As she began mixing the batter, the swinging kitchen door pushed open slightly. Seven-year-old Lily, her youngest cousin, peeked her head in, her pajamas covered in cartoon bears.
"Emmy?" the little girl whispered, creeping over to the island. "Are you making the cake?"
"I am," Emma said softly, kneeling down to her level. She dipped a clean spoon into the fresh vanilla buttercream frosting and offered it to the girl. "Want a taste?"
Lily eagerly licked the spoon, her eyes widening in pure delight. "Wow. This is the best cake I've ever had in my whole life!"