Page 46 of Win a Date with a Baker

“Yes, Your Highness?”

“...which donut is fit for a princess?”

He gasps dramatically.

“The most important question I’ve been asked all week.”

She nods solemnly.

“It is.”

“I couldn’t agree more.”

He leads her over to the display case like he’s giving a royal tour.

“Now, this one is excellent if your kingdom enjoys chocolate.”

She nods thoughtfully.

“This one has raspberry filling, which is clearly magical.”

Another serious nod.

“But...”

He leans closer, lowering his voice conspiratorially.

“...my professional opinion?”

She leans in too.

“The strawberry vanilla sprinkle.”

“Why?”

“Because every princess deserves sprinkles.”

She beams.

“I like sprinkles.”

“I had a feeling.”

He carefully boxes the donut himself before placing a tiny gold crown sticker on top.

“There.” He slides it across the counter. “For the birthday princess.”

Her dad reaches for his wallet. Tyler waves him off.

“This one’s on the royal treasury.”

The man’s eyes widen. “You don’t have to?—“

“I know.” He smiles. “But I want to.”

The little girl throws her arms around Tyler’s waist before anyone can stop her.

He freezes for half a second. Then gently hugs her back.