His Private Chef (by Amycee) novel Chapter 120

“Food Laughter. Stolen kisses. A surprise. And if you like the surprises… the night might end very well for me.”

I pretended to think. “Hmm. I guess I’ll allow it.”

We stayed tangled in bed until it became clear one of us would have to be the adult. Liam eventually pulled me up, then picked my outfit- a short red dress that leaves almost nothing to the imagination.

“So you really do want the night to end well,” I teased.

“I always play to win.”

We dressed side by side in the closet, tossing playful jabs about his ridiculous cologne collection and my heel height. By the time we stepped into the hall, Cassie was there, leaning against the wall like a villain in a soap opera. Her face was smooth, unreadable, which told me everything.

We’d be walking back into one of her performances later.

In the car, I figured out exactly why he’d picked this dress, his hand kept sliding up my thigh.

“Liam,” I warned, pushing it back down, “eyes on the road.”

“I’m multitasking,” he said, grinning.

By the time the car slowed to a stop, I could already tell we weren’t at a restaurant.

The elevator opened to a rooftop glowing gold in the last light of day. The city skyline all around us, a projector humming in the background, and a table for two waiting under strings of Edison bulbs.

“This is…” I drew in a slow breath. “…beautiful.”

“Wait until you meet our chef,” Liam said, smirk firmly in place.

A voice came from the shadows. “And I am honored to serve you tonight.”

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Marco Russo stepped forward.

I laughed. “You didn’t.”

“I did.” Liam replied, pleased with himself.

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Marco shook my hand warmly. “Last time I saw you, you were still in school. Now you’re out here making a name for yourself. At this rate, I’ll need an invitation just to see you.”

I smiled. “If that’s the case, I’ll send you a VIP pass. But between us, Chef, you’ll always be the legend in the room.”

“Invite me to your live show,” he said with a glint in his eye. “You might be surprised what happens next.”

My jaw drops. “You’d actually come? Is that a promise?”

His grin widened. “I guess you’ll have to send the invite to find out.”

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Marco served dish after dish, each one more mouthwatering than the last- the kind that slowed conversation because words felt less important than the taste.

The movie Sophia recommended played behind us, Liam laughed more at my commentary than the actual scenes.

Halfway through, he leaned in close.

“This is how I want to keep you. Happy. Always.”

I turned to him. The look in his eyes made my chest ache.

“God, I love you,” I whispered.

His mouth found mine in a kiss that stole my breath.

When we finally pulled back, he smirked. “So… am I getting my happy ending for a job well

done?”

“Maybe,” I said, brushing my lips against his ear. “And maybe I’ll make it interesting with that swimsuit you like.”

He swallowed. “The pool?”

I nodded.

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“Is it too early to leave?”

I was already standing. “Not if we move now.

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The pool was ours. After the kind of swimming that had very little to do with swimming, we sprawled on the chaise longue, my head on his chest, both of us still laughing.

And then, Cassie’s voice, sharp enough to crack glass.

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“I need to talk to Liam.”

I slid off him, all traces of laughter gone. “Go ahead.

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