Add sugar with a pinch of spice(complete)

Chapter nine

Chapter nine.

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"You want to work here with me?"

Linda's father nods. "I can't stand to sit at Linda's home and be bored during the day. The kids at work, her and the husband at work! So boring. You don't even have to pay me, just save me from retirement."

Keaton squeals and runs around the counter wrapping his arms around the old man. "So you'd rather spend a whole day with me than sit at home?"

Scott slowly hugs him back astounded. "Of course. And I love what you've done with the place. I heard your first week has been busy."

Keaton pulls back and grins. "It is! Most of my customers are followers from your restaurant."

A sad look takes in Linda's fathers eyes.

Startled, Keaton sets a hand on Scott's shoulder. "No I didn't mean it like I was replacing it, I just, I-"

Scott cut him off laughing. "I know you meant no harm. Whether or not the customers are new or not don't concern me. But I'd like to ask a favor of you."

Keaton grins and claps his hands together. "Anything!"

Scott turns to Linda, who hands him a large picture frame. In it is a old man, but with brown hair and green eyes. He's smiling brightly and hugging close to Scott. "I'd like it if you would hang this up above the counter where everyone could see him. In memory of my Chris."

Keaton gently takes the picture and gives Scott a soft smile. "Of course." He turns to me. "Ally, would you hang this up? Hold on and let me get oh a hammer and nail."

He scurries off and Linda turns to me. "I've been meaning to ask, Ally?"

Embarrassed, I turn away. "It's what Keaton likes to call me."

Linda laughs. "It's adorable! Are we aloud to call you that too?"

Before I can answer Keaton does as he walks in the room. "No, that's for me and me only to call him. If anyone else were to call him, I'm not sure I could control myself from hurting them." He taps the hammer on the palm of his hand to make a point.

Linda grins and holds up her hands in surrender. "Wow cowboy. What's this? Keaton is threatening me? Where's my sweet little Keaton! Alexander! You've corrupted him!"

I grin and take the hammer and nail. Positioning it, I start to hammer it in.

"He's corrupted nothing." Keaton huffs.

"Remember when I was painting the clouds? Oh god! I've seen my dads kiss, but that was hot! And-"

Keaton squeals and grabs a cupcake from the display case and smashes it into her face. "Shut up!"

Linda squeals through the bright blue icing. "Keaton! I'LL KILL YOU! IT'S IN MY HAIR!"

Linda tackles him onto the floor, they roll around throwing insults at each other.

"You're married with children! You don't have to look pretty anymore! Stop trying!" Keaton giggles.

"I am thirty! I'm young and beautiful!" Linda says smudging the icing onto Keaton's cheek.

Keaton nips at her fingers. "Whatever helps you sleep at night!"

"My husbands dick!"

Keaton stops and gasps. "Don't say that word! Those words are banned from my bakery!"