When lunch was over and the crowd had thinned,
Chef Dave came out of the kitchen and sat in on the rest of the meeting. I had a
difficult time concentrating on business, because this hot chef was sitting directly
across from me. But I persevered and in the end, decisions
were made, press releases and events planned. In other words, I had my work cut out for me.
As soon as I got up to make my exit, Dave
asked if he could walk me to my car in a polite yet flirtatious manner. I almost had a heart attack, I was so
excited!
“Come in for dinner anytime,” he said as we walked side by side, a
glint in his eye that told me he wanted to share more than business. I was
thrilled! “Bring your friends, whoever you want, or just come in by yourself.”
I just knew this sexy, talented chef was going
to be my new boyfriend. We would be the perfect couple: him, the culinary
genius, and me, his brilliant publicist. I didn’t care if dating him meant a
conflict of interest. We could keep it a secret until we were ready to take the
next step. Besides, with his job, he would be making enough money to support us both. I wouldn’t even
have to work once we were married. I could run a charity like Wolfgang Puck’s
wife! I knew my imagination was running wild but I couldn’t, and didn't want to, stop it.
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