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mattress is comfortable enough. It wasn’t made for a man of my size. Put the two of us together and I feel like I’m laying on a two by four.”
    “My bed wasn’t purchased with big strong, ex-football players in mind. I figured I’d always be sleeping alone.”
    “See, even you admit it doesn’t work for the two of us. I’ll help you pack stuff up and load it into my SUV before I go to work. Then I’ll just swing by at closing time and pick you up.”
    “That’s okay. I can meet you at your house. I have the van and I’ll need to be back here at four a.m.”
    “We’ll see,” Gill said on a yawn.
    “Why don’t you lie down and get a few hours of sleep. I get off at two, so there’ll be plenty of time for me to nap later.”
    Gill wrapped both arms around Kyle and kissed him, lingering over their combined tastes. “I want to watch you bake. Besides, I need to protect you from Eric when he comes to pick up his order. I just don’t trust that guy.”
    “Eric’s harmless. Besides, I think you intimidate the hell out of him. He knows we’re dating.”
    “Hasn’t stopped him in the past.”
    “I don’t think he’s ever tried to take on someone of your size and strength before. He may be a player, but he’s not stupid.”

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    “Good, but just to make sure, I’ll accompany you downstairs and give him the famous territorial stare.”
    Laughing, Kyle tweaked Gill’s bruised nipple in retaliation. “Just don’t piss in the corners.”

    While Kyle mixed a batch of dough in the industrial mixer, Gill cleaned up the glass from the broken window. He’d looked up the number for a security company and planned to call them as soon as they opened. Kyle had finally relented and agreed he could use a security system, complete with bars on the back windows.
    “I draw the line at anything messing up the front though,” Kyle had stated firmly.
    When Gill had questioned Kyle on why he didn’t already have an alarm system in place, Kyle laughed. “It’s a bakery for God’s sake. I don’t have anything of real value other than my equipment, and I’d like to see someone try and lug one of these mixers out of here.
    Besides, I close at two and take the day’s cash to the bank during daylight hours. The only money kept here is a hundred dollars in change and small bills for the register.” Dumping the dustpan of broken glass in the dumpster out back, Gill tried to figure out who would be tormenting Kyle. It obviously wasn’t about money. Ryan had been right about that.
    Going back inside, Gill stopped to watch Kyle drizzling frosting over his famous cinnamon rolls. “Have you pissed anyone off since you’ve moved here?”
    “Huh?” Kyle asked, head popping up from his task.
    Gill walked over and pulled another stool up to the work bench. “Ryan said he thought the break-ins were more personal in nature. Like you said earlier, you don’t have anything of real value in here. So why are they targeting you?” Kyle shrugged his shoulders and tried to laugh it off. “Maybe someone doesn’t like my pastries.”
    Gill couldn’t help what he was thinking. “Or maybe someone likes them too much.”
    “What’re you getting at?” Kyle put his spatula back into the frosting bowl.
    “Maybe someone wants you to close down the shop? Who would want that? Perhaps a certain restaurant owner who wants you to come to work with him?” SWEET TOPPING
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    “Stop it, Gill. I won’t have you pointing fingers at my friends. Eric would never stoop so low. You’re just jealous, and for no good reason I might add.”
    “Then who?”
    “I don’t know. If I did, I’d tell the police.” Kyle leaned over and gave Gill a kiss. “Look, I’m getting the bars and alarm system. Can’t you just be happy with that?”
    “It’s a start, but I won’t be happy until this fucker is caught.” SWEET TOPPING
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Chapter Five

    “Hey, is anyone here?”
    “I’m in