The white sheep of the family
Loren let out a huff of laughter. "It's my charming personality, right?" That said, he measured out the dough onto another baking tray. Cutting the dough into eight more slices, he slid it into the oven. The first batch was still baking, so he left both in there.
Turning to face her, he dusted off his hands again. "I am well aware." His lips twitched in amusement. "Your brother made that quite clear. Among others." Wiping his hands on a nearby cloth, he tossed it back where he found it.
Grinning at her response, he leaned his hands on a counter. "How would you like another job?" He tilted his head to one side as he waited for her response.
Turning to face her, he dusted off his hands again. "I am well aware." His lips twitched in amusement. "Your brother made that quite clear. Among others." Wiping his hands on a nearby cloth, he tossed it back where he found it.
Grinning at her response, he leaned his hands on a counter. "How would you like another job?" He tilted his head to one side as he waited for her response.
Will blood tell
