Mia's POV
We've been running the bakery on our own for a week now. Trish comes in once or twice a day, but only for a few minutes. She seems to trust us, and honestly, I really do trust her. She's been supportive and patient. She has the way of giving advice when you didn't even realize you needed it. I soak it all up. It's like she knew the exact moment I needed to hear it.
It was Thursday, so we stayed open later than usual. Granted, it was only seven o'clock, but I was exhausted. Harlow convinced me to go somewhere for dinner tonight instead of cooking ourselves. It didn't take much conivincing. We agreed on the Whiskey Creek bar. We all haven't been there since the first night we went out. I was a little nervous about going and seeing Baine again. He made me anxious. Well, most men d
