"I do want my bakery," Maggie said a bit indignantly, it was her dream, one she'd had for a long time but one she thought she'd never see. It made it hard having it right there at her fingertips but still so far away. Marriage was a big deal, something not to be taken lightly. Honestly, something she had never thought she'd have simply due to her lacking of trust in others. It was a terrifying prospect, even if she did quite like Mr. Lorcan Byrne. Clearly he wasn't thinking about himself and simply helping her to achieve what she wanted. It was a selfless act but...one she couldn't dump onto him.

"As marvelous of a husband as you may be," she started, a hint of a smile on her features as she started packaging up his request, "Do you really want a wife whose first priority is a bakery and not you? Because you can be certain of that Mr. Byrne." She handed him the packaged treats and waved the tongs at him in a mock scolding sort of way. "My bakery would be first. Always," she said with a raised brow, "You'd be lucky to even be a close second because my family might even still edge you out."