sweet stuff bakery
Kevin was sick, and Hunter had been forced to physically kick the young man out of his bakery. His dedication was admirable but, as Jason had reminded him, not at the risk of getting customers sick. Hunter's workload had doubled because of it, but he was up to the task. Besides, he wasn't completely without help.
"Is this the pan that you needed babe?" Gus held the pan up for inspection.
"No, not quite dude," Hunter smiled to negate any negativity gus might read into the words. "I need the one that is one step down in size."
Gus immediately turned around to look again, only needing to stretch a little to reach the highest shelf. But a little stretch was all it took to make his apron fall open in the back. Hunter mussed that it was convenient to him that he didn't need to pay such strict attention while making the Choux. "I think it's a little further back, Gus."
the end sweet stuff bakery