It wasn't at first sight

Chapter 76

Almost a week later. It's Friday evening, and Caleb gets back home from work. As soon as he crosses the front door, a delicious sweet smell leads him right to the kitchen.

Caleb "Who are you and what did you do with my wifey?" He says playfully as he approaches Hanna, who's removing cookies from a baking sheet and placing them on a plate.

She's standing at the kitchen counter, so he wraps his arms around her, below her baby bump, holding her from behind.

Hanna "Just trying to find more ways of killing time..." She responds, still focused on her task.

Caleb "What happened to your burst of inspiration?"

Since they came back from the fashion show in New York almost a week ago, Hanna's been on a creative surge, spending days working non-stop on her sketchbook and coming up with a bunch of new designs.

Hanna "It's fading..." She says while placing the last cookie on the plate.

Caleb "How are you feeling today?" He kisses her cheek while intertwining his fingers on her lower baby bump and gently pulling up.

Hanna lets out a soft sigh of relief, leaning back into him. "Oh, that feels so good..."

Caleb chuckles. "Just this?" He asks, still holding her baby bump. "You used to say that to me in bed..." He comments, amused.

Hanna laughs. "You are an idiot... and yes, it feels nice because it weighs less." She explains, resting her hand on her baby bump and placing the other over Caleb's hands. "I'm feeling okay, just a bit tired. My back's been killing me. And before you say something, I made the cookie dough sitting at the table, and I was on the couch until the timer just went off."

Caleb smiles and tenderly kisses her cheek again. "How about you take that plate of cookies to the couch and I make some tea?" He offers, even though it's almost time to start making dinner.

Hanna nods, turning in his arms to face him. "Sounds perfect... just hurry up with that tea, because I can't promise there will be any cookies left when you join me on the couch..."

Caleb grins and steals a cookie from the plate, still holding her with his other arm. "I should probably taste one now then."

Hanna grins too as she watches him take a bite, her eyes expectant.

Caleb "Mmm, babe..." He says as he chews. "These are delicious."

Hanna's grin widens. "Really?" She asks, half surprised, half skeptical.

Caleb nods as he finishes swallowing. "This cookie is great, Han. Are you sure you made them?" He teases her, narrowing his eyes.

Hanna rolls her eyes. "Are they really good?" She asks, still unable to believe him. "Or are you just saying that so I don't feel bad?"

Caleb smiles at her before stealing a peck from her lips. "They are the best cookies I've ever tried. I'm not lying. Why would I? You'll try them yourself anyway... They've just become my favorite cookies."

Hanna's face lights up with the biggest smile. "Really, your favorite?"

Caleb nods. "My favorite cookies." He takes the cookie to her mouth so she can try it too.

But Hanna turns a little to take an old notebook from the kitchen countertop behind her.

Hanna "Here." She says, opening it to a marked page and showing it to him. "I followed your grandma's recipe. Look at the name of it......"

Caleb takes a look and reads the handwritten title above the recipe. It says 'Henry's favorite cookies.' His facial expression suddenly turns plain as his smile disappears.