11HolleyI knew Killian had his meeting with the Dante’s Note that day, when he was going to tell them about our engagement. When I heard a knock on the front door, I expected it was him, coming to tell me how things had played out.
Cole was in the kitchen with me — we were baking chocolate chip cookies, all put together from scratch. “Can you keep stirring this just like that for a minute?” I asked him, even though I knew that was probably a recipe for the bowl of batter falling down on the floor and going everywhere. But my parents weren't home at the moment; they'd taken a weekend trip to their beach house, so there wasn't anyone else who could supervise him, and I wasn't about to make him come to the front door while I signed for a package. If anything happened to the batter, we would
