Title: A Chef’s KissAuthor: Nina CrespoGenre: Contemporary Romance#AChefsKiss #NinaCrespo #InkSlingerPR #contemporaryromance #romance #newrelease #bookshelf #booklove
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Philippa fastened the last black button on her crisp new lime-green kitchen jacket. So much for a simple staff presentation. Not only was she expected to introduce Dominic, per Zurie’s request, she now had to stay for his entire cooking demonstration.
She snatched the empty packaging for the jacket from her desk. Underneath it was the bio for Dominic that his publicist had dropped off not too long ago.
Chef extraordinaire. Bestselling author. Star of an acclaimed cooking show. A pampered chef focused on his public persona. Was that who she was dealing with for the next few weeks?
As she stepped out of her office into the kitchen, a few of the staff walked by.
“I don’t care what he makes,” one of the servers said. “I just want to hear his voice as he describes it. He could make mud pies sound irresistible.”
Philippa kept her face neutral as she followed behind them, but inside, she gave an inner eye roll”
“I’m just glad he’s not like some celebrities,” a kitchen helper responded. “The way he stood up for us about where we could sit in the dining room proves he actually cares about people who work in the kitchen.”
Stood up for them? Was there not enough seats?
Philippa flagged down Quinn. “I heard something about there being a problem with seating for the demo. Is everything okay?”
“Oh, yes, it’s fine now. There was just some mix-up with the publicity person. She said all the Pasture Lane employees would have to sit in the back and let everyone else sit up front. But Dominic set her straight.”
As Quinn rushed into the dining room, Philippa hung back and peered through the window near the top of the right-hand door.
“How does it look out there?”
The resonant tone of Dominic’s voice coming from behind ignited a frisson of awareness that moved along Philippa’s spine and tingled across her nape.
“It’s a full house.” She calmed an unsteady breath and faced him.
Up close, he looked even better than he had in the lobby. But hints of fatigue were in his eyes. She hadn’t taken his present work schedule into consideration when she’d asked him to do the cooking demo.
“Thank you...”
“I’m sorry...”
They both spoke at the same time.
Dominic gestured for her to speak first.
“I appreciate you adding this to your full schedule. And for making sure my staff have front-row seats. If they weren’t already fans of chef extraordinaire, Dominic Crawford, they are now.”
“Chef extraordinaire?”
She’d meant to tease him, but from his slight wince, her attempt had fallen flat. “That didn’t come out right. I didn’t mean it in a bad way. I was just referring to the intro Amber gave me.”
“I should have guessed.” He smiled, but as he glanced at the paper in her hand a shadow of discomfort moved across his face. “You don’t have to say all that. Owner of Frost & Flame is fine.”
“And have Amber come after me? No, thank you.”
Dominic gave a low chuckle. “Yeah, she’s insistent.” He took a step forward and the subtle notes of his cologne wafted into the space between them. “About the changes with the demo. I—”
The door opened behind Philippa, pitching her forward, and her hand with the paper landed on his solid chest.
Dominic took hold of her arms. “You okay?”
As she looked into his eyes, familiarity washed over her. The automatic desire to lean into him almost overwhelmed her.
Amber peeked past the door. “Chef Gayle, good. You’re right where you’re supposed to be.”
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