Enemies With Benefits (Loveless Brothers, #1)

by Roxie Noir

Did he really just shout at the waiter? And insinuate that the chef slept with a reviewer?

O no. O no... O nonononono.

“I’m personal friends with a few other chefs around town, and that’s the rumor going around. Garçon!”

No chef is actually friends with you, dude.

“I was voted the panty-droppingest chef west of the Mississippi two years running,”

Cake makes a good blanket, I think. Who knew? If I ever get stuck at work overnight and the power goes out, I can just sleep in a wedding cake. I wonder if strippers who jump out of cakes like it because of this.

When your sarcasm helps you make the most out of a situation.

There’s more to it than that. There’s desire and lust, obviously, and there’s everything that’s between us. But there’s also these quiet moments. There’s also him showing me the constellations on his roof or holding me in the car while I told him about my mom. There’s making pancakes for breakfast and bringing pies to his family dinner.