Chef Cutegirl: A Sweet Lesbian Romance by Dane Nicolette

Author:Dane, Nicolette [Dane, Nicolette]
Language: eng
Format: azw3, epub
Published: 2016-04-24T04:00:00+00:00

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Raina and I wandered around Whole Fare together, me pushing the cart, Raina slinking next to me. Along side of us was a cameraman, a guy named Joe that we’d all grown pretty friendly with. After we were filmed picking out produce, finding our seasonings, and finally waiting at the meat counter for our order, Joe stopped filming for a moment and aimed his camera down at the floor to take a break from holding it up.

“How much lamb was that?” asked the butcher, leaning over the counter.

“25 pounds,” mewed Raina softly.

“Gotcha,” he said, swiftly turning from us to continue packaging.

“I’m gonna have a smoke,” said Joe. “I have to get a shot of you ladies at the register, though, so will you wait for me?”

“Union break!” I said. Joe laughed at me and made like he was going to punch me.

“Hardy harr,” he said. “Let’s meet up front in 15 or so, cool?”

“That’s cool,” I said. Joe gave me a nod, turned from us, and began walking toward the front of the store with his camera by his side.

“Hey,” I said to Raina, seizing the moment, eager to speak with her. “You never answered any of my texts.” It was the first time we were able to speak without cameras on us ever since our last night together in the bedroom.

“It’s against the rules,” she said absently, her eyes looking off at the butcher as though she were eagerly anticipating the lamb.

“C’mon,” I said, reaching over and taking her arm. She looked at me with sadness in her eyes.

“Cut it out,” she said, pulling her arm back. “Let’s just be professionals.”

“Raina, I didn’t sabotage you,” I said. “Dale did. It had to have been him. You shot him down and he was pissed.”

“I saw the video,” she said. “I don’t want to talk about this.”

“Raina,” I insisted, giving a hard whisper into her ear. “I really care about you.”

“I just—“ she said, interrupting herself. She turned to me and gave me an exasperated look. “I’m angry, okay? I really wanted to win Hot Chef. I never should have let our relationship go beyond professional. I told myself when I started that I’d just stay mildly friendly, but guarded.” Her lips straightened and she shook her head, like she was disappointed in herself.

“It’s okay to make friends,” I countered. “It’s okay to… fall in love. That’s what life is all about.” I was starting to see that Raina had a bit of a chip on her shoulder. Of course she wanted to win. She had spent her young career living in her father’s shadow, trying to hide from people who might judge her and think that she had it easy. Raina just wanted her food and her abilities to speak for her. She wanted to prove that she could do it all on her own, without the specter of a famous chef father or a position at a fancy restaurant in New York. Just Raina and her food.

“God Emily,” she said.

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