“Andgo where?”
Heset me down but pulled me against him immediately. “Anywhere.”
“Whatabout the kitchen?”
“Fuckthe kitchen,” he laughed. “We need to go celebrate.”
“Celebratewhat?”
Hissmile twitched with mischief. “You finally quitting.”
“It’snot final yet!”
“Aguy can hope.”
Ilaughed because he was ridiculous and funny andmine. “If we both leave, who will run service tonight?”
Heturned his head and yelled, “Dillon, you’re in charge!”
“What?”was her shrieked reply.
Wyattturned to Benny. “Can you help her out, man?”
Bennygrinned. “My pleasure.”
“What?”Dillon repeated even louder.
Ismiled at my friend. “I owe you one.”
Sherolled her eyes and straightened her bandana. “You owe me at least ten.”
Wyattpulled his hat off and tossed it at her. “Try not to set the place on fire.”
“Nopromises.” She swore under her breath.
Wyattgrabbed my hand and smiled at his staff. I was positive they all assumed he washaving a stroke. He had never smiled this much at them ever.
Imean ever.
“I’llbe back tomorrow,” he promised. “You’ve got twenty-four hours with Glinda theGood Witch but if you fuck anything up for her, you’re fired. See youtomorrow.”
Thenhe pulled me from the restaurant and we escaped into the night. We stripped outof our bandanas and chef coats and had a proper date in the sweaty clothes wehad underneath. We laughed over street tacos and walked around downtown. Thenwe grabbed a few drinks at Craft, the bar that Killian had been poaching for.Apparently, Wyatt knew the owners too.
Atthe end of the night, I followed him to his house in my car where we strippedout of the rest of our clothes and spent the entire night not arguing once.
Chapter Twenty-Two
Threeweeks later, Wyatt and I were on another morning date. And it was anothersurprise date. Although he’d promised me he wouldn’t murder me. I’d made himswear by his favorite set of knives before I let him put the blindfold on me.
Becauseseriously, a blindfold?
Ittook all my trust to let him do it. I didn’t want to say I wasn’t a trustingperson by nature, but let’s be real, I was not a trusting person by nature. Orby force. And the blindfold I was currently wearing was testing every ounce ofmy patience.
Thecar turned off and I put my hands to my temples. “Now?”
Wyatt’sdeep chuckle chased a tingle down my spine. “Not yet.”
“Thisis cruel and unusual punishment.”
