Keeley was still sulking when Aaron came home, refusing to kiss him.

"What's wrong?" he asked, frowning.

"Ask your fan club," she sniffed. "I can't even go downstairs for eggs without people asking personal questions. It's all your fault."

He sighed, leaning against the kitchen counter. "I thought this might happen. They'll lose interest eventually."

"Not soon enough! It's been a week! How much longer until I can go outside normally?!"

"What can I do to make you feel better?"

Her anger softened. Why was he always so nice when she was mad? It made it hard to stay angry.

"Find whoever leaked my information so I can kick them in the shin," Keeley mumbled, her eyes downcast.

Her embarrassment intensified when Aaron laughed. He wrapped his arms around her and kissed her cheek. "I can actually do that if you're serious. I have a hacker."

She'd been joking, but now it was tempting. She was about to agree when Alice came upstairs, brimming with excitement.

"Keeley, I got the job!"

At least there was some good news. That was surprisingly fast; most job hunts took at least a month.

"That's great! Congratulations!"

"I couldn't have done it without you," Alice said, smiling.

Keeley felt proud. Her resume polishing and interview coaching had definitely helped.

"When do you start?" Keeley asked, curious about the paycheck.

"Immediately! My first day is Monday. I'll be leading French tours at the Statue of Liberty and Ellis Island."

It wasn't the typical job for a former heiress, but she'd make over a thousand dollars a month. That should cover a small apartment outside Manhattan.

She had savings for food, and alimony after the divorce. Alice would be fine if she was frugal. Keeley would help her apartment hunt tomorrow. The sooner Alice moved out (as Aaron would say), the better.

"That's great," Keeley said honestly. "Just keep your energy up and be friendly, and you'll be fine."

Alice nodded. "That's what the hiring manager said. Aaron, aren't you going to say anything?"

"Keeley already congratulated you."

Alice shook her head. "You're hopeless. I don't know why she likes you."

"Sometimes I wonder the same thing," Keeley laughed, making her husband pout. She patted his arm, and he brightened.

She wanted to celebrate with dinner, but she wasn't risking another encounter with the curious crowds. Maybe she'd bake a cake. She'd wanted to try a chocolate lava cake recipe.

As she prepared dinner and the cake, Aaron's phone rang. She couldn't hear him, but when he returned, he looked grim.

"Gray called. He wants dinner tomorrow night."

"Can I come?" Alice asked hesitantly, remembering the Hales' last reaction to Gray.

"If you must," Aaron said grumpily, picking up the babies to calm down.

Keeley was grumpy too. Did Alice ignore their warnings? Whatever, it wasn't her problem. Alice was a grown woman; she could date a psychopath if she wanted.

Her smile was stiff as she continued chatting while preparing dinner and dessert. By the time they ate, Aaron's mood had improved. He always enjoyed her cooking.

She didn't understand it; he was usually picky. Love does funny things.

"What's the cake for?" Alice asked. Lava cake didn't go with fried rice.

"To celebrate your new job, of course!"

Aaron, usually a matchy-matchy dinner-dessert guy, only said the cake was delicious. His bad mood vanished.

"I haven't had lava cake in years," he said happily. "It was at a steakhouse, but yours is better."

Keeley raised an eyebrow. Was this his usual bias, or was it because she used a Food Network recipe?

She tried a bite and moaned. It was heavenly. Maybe he wasn't biased.

She'd been trying new dessert recipes while the twins slept. Some were better than others, but this was a winner.

Except for the grocery-store fuss, Keeley felt like any other stay-at-home mom. For her sanity, she hoped people lost interest soon. She wasn't interesting enough for all this.

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