Sophia couldn't help but glance over at Capone, her suspicion rising. The way he was so meticulous in placing the strawberries, crafting a perfect heart shape at the center of the cake—there was no way someone who had struggled so much with the frosting earlier could do this so effortlessly. She narrowed her eyes at him, but he simply flashed her a smug grin in return, clearly proud of his work.
"You're trying to make me think you can't do it," Sophia muttered under her breath, rolling her eyes.
Capone leaned in slightly, his voice low and playful. "I really couldn't at first, but for you, I'll do anything. Even fake incompetence."
