His Private Chef (by Amycee) novel Chapter 135

Chapter 135

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

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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.”

Marco Russo stepped forward.

I laughed. “You didn’t.”

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

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.”

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

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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.

“Is it too early to leave?”

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

”

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.

“I need to talk to Liam.”

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

She hesitated, then said. “I’m seeing the doctor tomorrow for a scan. Liam, you’re coming.”

Liam opened his mouth to refuse, but I spoke first.

“He’ll be there.”

Cassie’s eyes narrowed, clearly thrown. Liam’s voice was razor–sharp. “You heard her. Now leave.”

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She hulled off, muttering something I didn’t bother to catch.

“I know you hate how I’m dealing with her,” I said softly.

He exhaled. “You expect me to sit there while another man’s child is on a screen?”

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