Knead: Contemporary Romance (Creamy's Bakery Book 1) Read Online Free PDF Page A

and Michael are the only two I even slept with. I’ve had a few opportunities to date since Isla was born, but I haven't been ready.
    I don't really trust random men around my daughter, and I've been afraid JR might make an appearance back in our lives. Unfortunately, that's exactly what's happening now.
    Amy appears at my side with a plate of food. “Here. You have to eat, girl. You’re looking too skinny.”
    I take the plate and bite my tongue, holding in the self-deprecating comments I’d usually bust out after hearing my size two sister say that. I've never been the skinny one between the two of us. She's really only saying that because she's feeling huge with her baby bump. “Thanks, Aims.”
    I grab a bacon wrapped beef medallion off the plate and inspect it. “Wow, this is fancy.”
    She shrugs. “We have a friend who owns a catering company. She insists on trying out new recipes on us. I asked for barbecue, but we're getting the gourmet version of Menlo Park barbecue.”
    “Nice.” I bite into the tender filet. In the hippie town of Santa Cruz where I live, I’d probably be getting tofu dogs and medicinal brownies. “I'll take your gourmet… What is this thing, anyway?” I grab a bread-like object from the plate and twist it in my hand, trying to figure it out.
    Amy laughs. “I don't know, but it's made with goat cheese and it's delicious.”
    “Good enough for me.” I pop it in my mouth and practically moan out loud. “Wow. Can I move in?” I give her my best puppy dog eyes.
    “The guest house is empty. You know you're always welcome to it.”
    “Make sure you save room for dessert.” Mason stops beside me with a plate of his own. “I hear it’s full of dairy and gluten.”
    Amy busts up. “Oh my god! Those were the worst.” She turns to me. “We were at a party earlier for some brat that goes to Nate’s school. Somehow I ended up with a gluten-free cream stick and almost puked.”
    Mason makes a face. “Sorry. Those aren’t our specialty. I really should put some effort into a better GF recipe, but sometimes you just need the real stuff.”
    “Amen to that,” I say over a mouthful of brie and cranberries.
    “Shit. I’ve gotta pee. Again. I'll be right back.” Amy disappears into the house and leaves me and Mason alone.
    “So, how’s life treating you?” Mason casually leans against a brick pony wall surrounding the garden.
    “Good.” At least it was good until JR called the other day. “I guess it’s fine.”
    Mason frowns. “That doesn't sound very convincing. Everything okay?”
    “Yeah, I think so. Just a crazy couple days.”
    “Sounds like you need a drink. We can’t let that bar go to waste. What can I get you?”
    There’s a full bar set up on the other side of the pool with two attractive men in Hawaiian shirts. I guess that’s as barbecue-ish as this place is gonna get.
    “Thanks, but I probably shouldn't. If Isla wakes up, I’ll have to keep a close eye on her around this pool.”
    “How about something light? They’re making an amazing mango mojito. I can ask them to go easy on the rum.”
    “That does sound really good…”
    “I'll be right back.” Mason shoves off the wall and is gone before I can stop him. Oh well. One drink won't hurt.
    When Mason returns with a high-ball glass filled with an amber liquid, he hands it to me then points toward some lounge chairs near the DJ. I nod and follow him to an open chair.
    “This is a pretty extravagant party for just throwing it together.” It looks like a wedding. A really nice wedding.
    “Yeah, I think they have a full party planning committee on staff for every weekend.” Mason laughs. “This is a pretty typical Saturday evening here.”
    I look up just in time to see Amy walking out of the house holding Isla’s hand. Oops. I didn't even hear her.
    Isla waves to me then runs in the opposite direction, away from the pool, to where Natey has a caged trampoline set up. “Well, she'll be busy for the