Chapter 9: French Silk Pie and Chocolate ToffeeMurphy watched as Connor stood at Siobhan’s cooktop, whisking granulated sugar and eggs over medium heat until it reached the correct temperature. He was making the filling for a French silk pie. Murph swallowed a grin. Who’d have thought the CFO of a construction company would be such a good cook?
Connor absently whistled as he whisked, and Murphy felt his heart swell. He remembered that song about everlasting love. His own nan used to sing it when he was little. Connor paused to wink at him, and this time Murphy’s heart gave a little flip.
Meanwhile, his boyfriend had no idea about the dessert Murph and Siobhan had prepared for him.
Siobhan had called Murphy the day before. “I want to make a surprise dessert for Connor. Would you like to
