You make it impossible to say no.
Walker
Then don’t.
Me
Are you going to let me sleep?
Walker
Fuck no.
Me
Ha!
Walker
You don’t want me to let you sleep …
Me
Walker
Counter = sanitized, lol.
Me
OMG. I’m so tired today. I didn’t even remember to say anything about it or ask you when we were talking earlier.
Uh, you were the one to do it, yeah?
Walker
I couldn’t assign that task to anyone else.
Me
You’re a goodchef.
Walker
A good chef never would have done that with his girl in the middle of his commercial kitchen. But a responsible chef took care of it before any patrons or staff came in.
Me
Agreed, but still, damn, that was so hot.
Walker
And an honest chef will tell you that won’t be the last time we do that in a kitchen.
Me
Best answer ever.
I slipped my phone into my apron, and I rushed into the dining room, knowing the first few tables had probably already been seated. As I approached one that had been filled in my section, I took out a small pad of paper so I could write down everyone’s order. Even though the group of ladies didn’t eat much, the last thing I wanted was to forget something. Especially since these women were tough—a quad who ate most of their meals together and weren’t afraid to say what was on their mind.
