Secret Tastes (Secret Dreams Contemporary Romance 4) by Miranda P. Charles
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laughed. "Well, unless one of us tells, they'll never know."
"Well, I'll just have to take you out to dinner then."
"When?"
"Anytime you want."
"Okay. I can't wait. I have to go. I'll talk to you later."
"Okay. Bye, Sam."
Adam scrunched his face. What a shame that Sam wouldn't be moving to her place immediately when she arrived. They wouldn't be able to spend the night together until she'd moved out of Kris and Trey's. As far as he knew, she was still set on not letting anyone know they were hooking up.
The way he was missing her was more than how he'd felt for any woman. It befuddled him and he wondered if it was just lust or if it was something deeper. He wanted to identify his feelings first before he spouted anything deep and meaningful. The repercussions were serious if it was just a fleeting thing and he let her believe it was more. They were friends and he didn't want that ruined from hasty declarations.
One thing he knew for sure, though. His body was hankering for Sam. Badly.
CHAPTER TWELVE
Sam looked around her, soaking in the sights and smells of a commercial kitchen. In just a few minutes, Rowena's Kitchen would be buzzing with activity. Even though this gig—her very first in the food industry—was only part-time and temporary, and she was on a salary that wouldn't even support the rent for the apartment she just had to have because of its big kitchen, she'd never been more excited about starting a new job than at that moment.
She considered this her learning phase, so the low pay compared to what she was used to wasn't a huge issue. She was happy to dip into her savings for a short while. She'd observe and absorb all she could, then start her business as soon as possible.
Rowena, her new boss, knew of her dreams. But while Rowena's Kitchen specialised in servicing large events, Sam planned to start small. Intimate parties of less than twelve people looking for exquisite gourmet meals would be ideal.
"Sam," Rowena called, walking toward her with a good-looking, copper-haired man by her side. "I'd like to introduce you to Brian Cox. He's our Client Manager. It's his job to make sure the customers are happy with our service from the first phone call until the end of the event when we pack up our gear and leave the venue tidy."
"Hello, Sam. It's great to meet you," Brian said with a warm smile, extending his right hand to her.
"Hi, Brian. Pleased to meet you," she responded, shaking hands with him.
"I have to warn you that Brian is also our resident slave-driver," Rowena teased. "I might be the owner of Rowena's Kitchen, but he's the one who pulls out the whip when someone slacks around."
"Hey, I'm the person who gets my head bitten off when the orders don't get to the venues on time," Brian said with a laugh. "I have to make sure everyone's chop-chopping as fast as they can."
"So for today, Sam, you'll be working at the mains station with me," Rowena said. "It'll be very intense today as we are down one person. I just sent home one of my employees who's sick. She shouldn't even have come in," Rowena added with a tsk .
"I better grab my megaphone so I can get everybody starting," Brian joked.
"I'm ready," Sam said with an excited smile.
*******
"Hey, Sammy! How was your day?" Kris asked as Sam walked through the door.
"My feet are killing me. But other than that, I had an excellent time." Sam sat down next to Kris on the sofa and recounted her first day at work like an excited kid coming home from her first day at school.
Kris laughed. "Look at you! And to think that at one point, you were resigned to being an accountant forever."
"I know! I'm so glad you came up with the idea of telling Mum and Dad I was leaving the practice for a man."
"You know I was just kidding then, right? I'm glad you took it seriously," Kris said. "Anyway, speaking of the man, you'd need to call on his acting abilities again."
"Why?"
"Dad called me earlier. He's in town tomorrow for a meeting in place of
"Well, I'll just have to take you out to dinner then."
"When?"
"Anytime you want."
"Okay. I can't wait. I have to go. I'll talk to you later."
"Okay. Bye, Sam."
Adam scrunched his face. What a shame that Sam wouldn't be moving to her place immediately when she arrived. They wouldn't be able to spend the night together until she'd moved out of Kris and Trey's. As far as he knew, she was still set on not letting anyone know they were hooking up.
The way he was missing her was more than how he'd felt for any woman. It befuddled him and he wondered if it was just lust or if it was something deeper. He wanted to identify his feelings first before he spouted anything deep and meaningful. The repercussions were serious if it was just a fleeting thing and he let her believe it was more. They were friends and he didn't want that ruined from hasty declarations.
One thing he knew for sure, though. His body was hankering for Sam. Badly.
CHAPTER TWELVE
Sam looked around her, soaking in the sights and smells of a commercial kitchen. In just a few minutes, Rowena's Kitchen would be buzzing with activity. Even though this gig—her very first in the food industry—was only part-time and temporary, and she was on a salary that wouldn't even support the rent for the apartment she just had to have because of its big kitchen, she'd never been more excited about starting a new job than at that moment.
She considered this her learning phase, so the low pay compared to what she was used to wasn't a huge issue. She was happy to dip into her savings for a short while. She'd observe and absorb all she could, then start her business as soon as possible.
Rowena, her new boss, knew of her dreams. But while Rowena's Kitchen specialised in servicing large events, Sam planned to start small. Intimate parties of less than twelve people looking for exquisite gourmet meals would be ideal.
"Sam," Rowena called, walking toward her with a good-looking, copper-haired man by her side. "I'd like to introduce you to Brian Cox. He's our Client Manager. It's his job to make sure the customers are happy with our service from the first phone call until the end of the event when we pack up our gear and leave the venue tidy."
"Hello, Sam. It's great to meet you," Brian said with a warm smile, extending his right hand to her.
"Hi, Brian. Pleased to meet you," she responded, shaking hands with him.
"I have to warn you that Brian is also our resident slave-driver," Rowena teased. "I might be the owner of Rowena's Kitchen, but he's the one who pulls out the whip when someone slacks around."
"Hey, I'm the person who gets my head bitten off when the orders don't get to the venues on time," Brian said with a laugh. "I have to make sure everyone's chop-chopping as fast as they can."
"So for today, Sam, you'll be working at the mains station with me," Rowena said. "It'll be very intense today as we are down one person. I just sent home one of my employees who's sick. She shouldn't even have come in," Rowena added with a tsk .
"I better grab my megaphone so I can get everybody starting," Brian joked.
"I'm ready," Sam said with an excited smile.
*******
"Hey, Sammy! How was your day?" Kris asked as Sam walked through the door.
"My feet are killing me. But other than that, I had an excellent time." Sam sat down next to Kris on the sofa and recounted her first day at work like an excited kid coming home from her first day at school.
Kris laughed. "Look at you! And to think that at one point, you were resigned to being an accountant forever."
"I know! I'm so glad you came up with the idea of telling Mum and Dad I was leaving the practice for a man."
"You know I was just kidding then, right? I'm glad you took it seriously," Kris said. "Anyway, speaking of the man, you'd need to call on his acting abilities again."
"Why?"
"Dad called me earlier. He's in town tomorrow for a meeting in place of
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