“Not that I’m not thrilled you’re here, but did I forget toput something on my calendar?” I feel like I’ve been forgetting a lot lately, super distracted by the hot firefighter in my kitchen.
“I just left Delilah’s, and I made you somespecialcookies.” Bella says, flashing me a huge grin.
Mike lifts an eyebrow. “Are these like the magic brownie type of cookies?”
Bella laughs. “Nope, just normal ingredients. It’s the design that makes them special.” She places the container on the counter. “We’ve been baking all day to make treats for the St. Patrick’s Day program at school, but these are just for you.” She pops open the lid and pushes the container toward me.
“Thanks, but I’m not really hungry,” I say.
“I’ll take one,” Mike says, reaching into the container and pulling out a cookie.
I quirk a brow at Bella. “You made those for the school? For the children?”
“Is this what I think it is?” Mike asks, moving his face closer so he can inspect the cookie.
“It is!” Bella laughs. “Since we couldn’t make cockies for Christmas this year, Delilah and I decided to make some for St. Patrick’s Day. These are just for the moms. I already dropped off Summer’s and Raven’s. I promise I made appropriate ones for the school.”
I shoot her a dubious look.
“I did! It’s Delilah you have to watch out for. Our principal may look all innocent, but she’s a crafty one.” She takes the cookie from Mike, waving it around as she speaks, using it to punctuate her point. “But isn’t it pretty?”
She holds up the penis-shaped cookie, cupping it in her hand like she’s showing off a prize on a game show. The testicles are decorated into two pots of gold, and she’s turned the shaft into a rainbow that disappears into the cloud-shaped head of the penis.
“That’s actually hella creative,” I say, marveling at her creation.
“Thanks. The cloud was Delilah’s idea.”
“Do I want to know why you turned a penis into a rainbow?” Mike asks.
Bella smiles proudly. “Several years ago, my kid grabbed the wrong cookie cutters, and a new holiday tradition was born.”
The clatter of footsteps approaches as Levi runs down the stairs and barrels into the kitchen. “I want a cookie!”
Before any of us can react, Mike snatches the cookie out of Bella’s hand and takes a huge bite of the rainbow. “Sorry, lad,” he says around a mouthful of peen cookie. “I couldn’t help myself, I had to taste it. But you can have the pot of gold at the end of the rainbow.” He holds the rest of the cookie out to Levi, who snatches it and finishes it in three bites before he runs out of the kitchen, a trail of cookie crumbs following him.
“Brush your teeth again!” I call after him as he climbs the stairs.
I can’t contain my laughter once Levi has left the kitchen. “Did you just deep-throat a cock cookie to protect my child’s innocence?”
“I didn’t want him to see it and have to explain why the rainbow looked like a penis.”
“Ooh, he’s a keeper,” Bella says, biting the tip off another cookie. She pulls out her phone and starts typing furiously.
“Who are you texting?” My phone vibrates on the counter, and I shake my head in defeat.
“What am I missing?” Mike asks, looking between us.
Bella smiles. “Oh nothing, the girls just owe me some money.”
I want to be annoyed about their stupid bet, but we did the same thing to her, and for once I don’t care as I lean against Mike’s bicep. He wraps his arm around me, pulling me close as he kisses my forehead.
Bella puts the lid back on the container, and I stop her, deciding to try one after all.
As I bring the cookie to my mouth, I can feel Mike’s eyes on me.
He holds his hands up in defense. “You can’t put something that shape in your mouth and not expect me to watch.”
I smirk and take a big bite off the pot of gold, and he winces in response, covering his balls with his hands.