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Yeah, it was official. I was going to be single for the rest of my fucking life. The guy who’d kill a pig in front of a pretty girl is the guy who will die lonely.
Marry me, my brain offered up as I gawked at her bloodied hands and bright smile. Note to self—don’t cross Audrey again, at least not if there’s a well-sharpened chef’s knife in the vicinity.
He pushed me up against the wooden clapboards and kissed me. Apparently Griff and I didn’t do slow and subtle. Our tongues tangled about two seconds into that kiss. He tasted like a potent elixir of heat and man and beer. And I wanted every drop I could get.
Every touch was a command, as if I’d been placed on this earth to pleasure him. Judging from the way my body responded to his touch, perhaps I had.
“You guys are fun to cook for. So I’ll invite you all to my restaurant opening. Make sure to sit near the critics and enunciate clearly.”
Griffin needed a warning sign, like the kind they put over the pizza oven at the culinary school. Danger, hot! I had to be careful or I’d start picturing myself as a permanent part of his life. It was all too
