"hello, mad batters house, maria speaking."
"change it."
"but this is like the third time you made me change my answering thingy."
"change it."
"but-"
"c'mon maria, i want to answer to a hot girl with a catchy slogan."
"mad batters place, where we go mad for baking, how may i help you?"
"now that's more like it."
"yeah yeah anyways, why'd you call this time?"
"i just wanted to check up on the cake, the wedding is in a few hours and i'm with my mom to pick it up."
"oh and the cake is all set i'm just making sure everything is in place i also have to work on another cake by the way so sorry you're on speaker again."
"oh well that might suck because i have one question for you, would you like to come with me to the wedding?"
[ crashes dishes in the background ]
"um what?"
"maria ramirez, do you want me to ask you again?"
"uh no i just- hold on someone walked in."
....
"i'll be there in one second!"
....
"mad batters house, how may i help you?"
"maria? "
Reese finally saw Maria for the first time. Without him being drunk though. Her light, mocha skin complexion was covered by flour on her forehead as she used her wrist to push away her chestnut waves. She was kneading the dough and it was like nothing to her. He saw her golden brown eyes lift up and saw him.
"reese? "
Maria looked up to see Reese and her jaw almost dropped. The first thing she saw is his tan skin and built muscles out from his v-neck t-shirt as he pushes up his dark black hair up. She saw his bright green eyes looking at her with a look she hasn't seen before, admiration and love.
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Mad Batter
Short Storyin which a simple call between a baker and a caller which leads to romance? or just cake? ••• cover made by fluffyoranges-
