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▎ 𝚃𝙷𝙴 𝙰𝚁𝙾𝙼𝙰 𝙾𝙵 𝙵𝚁𝙴𝚂𝙷𝙻𝚈 𝙱𝙰𝚂𝙺𝙴𝙳 𝙿𝙰𝚂𝚃𝚁𝙸𝙴𝚂 and the warmth of the ovens filled sofia's bakery on this chilly and gloomy sunday in colorado.
adalie presley, sofia's daughter, found herself behind the counter, donning a festive apron adorned with pumpkins and bats.
the door jingled, announcing the arrival of a group of kids dressed in various halloween costumes. adalie couldn't help but smile at the sight of little witches, superheroes, and ghosts excitedly discussing what treats to choose.
the bell over the door jingled again, and in walked cole walter, the charismatic football player who had a knack for showing up at sofia's bakery just when things were getting interesting. his black leather jacket seemed to carry the scent of the autumn air, and his presence added a dash of excitement to the cozy bakery.
"hey, pretty girl." cole greeted with a grin, leaning against the counter in his usual casual manner. adalie couldn't help but be amused by his lack of a halloween costume.
"no costume, cole? you're breaking my heart." she teased, reaching for a pastry box.
he chuckled. "costumes aren't really my thing. but i'm here for the treats. anything special for your favorite costumer?"
adalie raised an eyebrow. "favorite customer, huh? you haven't even tried our pumpkin spice muffins yet."
as she filled the box with an assortment of pastries, cole's eyes stayed on her, the unspoken attraction lingering between them. the playful banter was a mask for the underlying tension that hinted at something more.
