" Emilio appeared with wine before Cal could say anything, and Min beamed at him, grateful for the rescue. " Emilio, my darling. I forgot to mention cake boxes. Two hundred cake boxes." " Already on it," Emilio said. " Nonna said you'd need them. She said to get four-inch-square boxes for three-inch-square cakes." " I'm getting the boxes," Min said, nodding. " Sure. Great. Fine. Your grandmother is an angel and you are my hero. And of course, a genius with food." " And you are my favorite customer." Emilio kissed her cheek and disappeared back into the kitchen." I love him," she told Cal." I noticed," Cal said. " Been seeing him behind my back, have you?" " Yes," Min said. " We've been having conversations about cake." " Whoa," Cal said. " For you, that's talking dirty. "