Getting a taste of her.

William was already about to give an excuse as Anna flung open the door but before he could, she huffed and said, “Don’t bother. Just come in.”

He closed his mouth with a click - never before in his life had a woman ever thought to command him that way - and entered the house.

The air was filled with a mix of scents - pastries baking in the oven, the menthol scent that tickled his nose, and the overwhelming scent of his children above all else.

“Did you use vapor rub?” He asked, wrinkling his nose to which Anna glared at him. “How mundane of you.” He muttered his thoughts before his brain to mouth filter could work properly.

“Well, forgive me for trying to find some sort of relief for them, Mr I Am So Wealthy! And how am I to know if it wouldn’t work? Do I look like a damn werewolf?” She slammed the oven doors shut after checking the chocolate chip cookies. It was nearly done.

He closed his eyes briefly and counted down from ten. The sound had truly irritated him as well as her shouti