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wall. “Oh. It is. Danny and I were never big on anniversaries. I could barely get him to remember my birthday.”
    “I was so mad when he called me from Vegas to tell me you two had gotten married.”
    “It wasn’t planned. Trust me. It was one of those drunken adventures you have when you’re in Vegas,” she said, feeling her chest grow a little heavier. Danny was fun and sweet and he loved her the best he could. The best he could love anyone, especially when his drinking problem had gotten out of control. She hadn’t planned to stay married to him forever, but she didn’t hate him. He was her best friend and she missed him. Missed him so much that part of her felt empty.
    “You were good for him.” Loretta came over and pressed the backs of her fingers against her cheek. “You were probably better than he deserved.”
    “I married him so I could be your daughter. My mother and I were never close and you’ve been there for me more in the past ten years than she was my entire life.” She shrugged, feeling very raw and exposed in that moment. “You’re stuck with me. Sucks for you.”
    “You’re a good kid.” Loretta kissed her cheek. “I want you to get married again. To a good man who’ll protect you and love the hell out of you and will give you great sex.”
    Daisy nodded, feeling too close to tears, but she held it in. Danny had been gone for a long time. But sometimes it felt like he had left her yesterday. “One day I will.”

 
    Chapter 5
     
    “You hungry?” Alex Sanna, Clayton’s brother-in-law, asked him as he sat in the bakery while Alex closed up for the night.
    “I can always eat.”
    “Good. I was doing some test kitchen stuff today and I made an onion ciabatta bread that I want you to try. I have some rolls that are just cooling.”
    Sweet Eats was known for its out-of-this-world rich pastry and decadent cakes, but Alex’s staff made breakfast sandwiches filled with farm fresh eggs, cheese and great Italian meats. Alex pulled roasted red peppers, hard salami, and provolone cheese out of the cooler before he grabbed his rolls.
    He buttered the bread, stacked the meat, cheese and peppers high and put the whole thing on the Panini press. Within moments Clay’s mouth started to water when the smell of the freshly made bread combined with its decadent fillings started to cook.
    “I think this bad boy is done.” Alex took it out and sliced it in half, a look of satisfaction crossing his face as the steam rolled off it. He had played rugby and football with Alex. The man was a giant and tough as hell on the field, but he gave up his scholarship to go to culinary school. He thought he was crazy when he did, but his friend had never been happier. “Let me know what you think.”
    Clayton bit into the hot sandwich, flavor rushing his mouth. Salty meat and gooey, melted cheese, combined with that bread… It was amazing and crusty and soft and full of a flavor he couldn’t begin to describe. “It’s good,” he said taking another huge bite.
    “Everything tastes good to you. You suck down food like a garbage disposal.”
    “If it didn’t taste good I would tell you. I’m not concerned with sparing your feelings.”
    “Nope, he’s not.” Maggie walked in then, she had started to walk with that little wobble that pregnant women had when they started to grow. She was kind of cute in her pink sundress and her flat animal printed shoes. “Remember that time he punched you in the face when he thought you were being mean to me?”
    “Yes.” He put his hand up to his eye. “Damn thing still throbs from time to time.”
    “He’s trained in hand to hand combat. I bet you he knows thirty ways to kill a man with his bare hands. Isn’t that right, Clay?”
    He was trained in hand to hand combat. He did know how to kill, but that wasn’t something he took pride in. He did what he had to do, but it was never something he was proud of. It was funny that he was contemplating going back