Eralia’s POV
As I watch Benny drive away through the storefront window after he watched me walk toward and enter the back entrance of the bakery, I can’t stop smiling.
‘Hmm, I know that smile,’ a voice murmurs behind me, making me jump as I turn round to find Seona standing behind me, one hand on her prominent baby bump, a knowing smile on her lips. We’re opening the store for Mackenzie today as Maxton’s class is doing some sort of play for the parents this morning. The baker has already premade everything last night, all we have to do is bake them as and when needed. From the laden trays already in the display cabinet, I’m pretty sure that Seona has been here for a few hours before I arrived.
‘What smile?’ I ask, trying and failing to stop.
‘That one’ the fudge maker replies, pointin
