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“What’s in it?” The redhead asked, eyebrows raising as her interests peak. “Looks delish. I feel like any time anyone says that something is their mother’s recipe, it has to be good, right?” Though Megs wouldn’t know first-hand, all of her friend’s moms had proved that theory long ago. “I’d never turn down free food.”
Dominic peeled back the saran wrap to revel the dish. “It’s just lasagna but I made the sauce so I’d like to think that earns me some points.” The founder grinned. It was surprising how much time he had on his hands now that he’d given up hunting. Even with being a business owner and founder. “Well, I’m going through her recipe book so I’m sure there will be more.”















