The Sweet Spot (Kodiaks Hockey Book 3) by Anna Albo

Author:Anna Albo [Albo, Anna]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2024-10-22T00:00:00+00:00

Chapter Twenty

Wolseley

With all my sudden newfound wealth—okay, maybe I wasn’t rich, but this was the most money I’d ever had coming in—I was working myself to the bone. Not only was I cooking for two now, but Ryan and Brandon’s food choices didn’t exactly mesh well. Ryan wanted much more meat-derived proteins in his diet, which posed a bit of a challenge for me, so I came up with an ingenious plan. Ryan’s pickup person, Delia, was a foodie, which worked in my favor. While working as a delivery driver for various food apps, she was saving up money to go to culinary school. How lucky was I? So with Ryan’s permission, I hired her part-time as my assistant. Essentially, she was my sous chef and taster.

She worked for me three hours a day whenever the guys were in town. I coordinated her hours around her delivery job, and then when we were finished prepping food for the guys, she took the food to Ryan.

“What you and Ryan are paying me in four hours of work is more than I make in three days doing deliveries,” she said, her light brown eyes lighting up as she watched me dice through onions. I’d been showing her techniques even though it slowed us down, but I remembered being in her shoes, and I would have killed for someone to take me under their wing.

Delia was in her early twenties, saving up money while still living at home in Surrey. She came into Vancouver every day, did deliveries all day long in the downtown area, dropped her bike off at a family friend’s place nearby, and then repeated the same thing the next day. She worked seven days a week, determined to save money to one day move out into a place of her own and get herself into culinary school. She wasn’t much taller than me, but she was probably a hundred pounds. I’d need to fatten her up a bit, but then again, she cycled around the city all day. The woman was a machine.

“I’m happy to answer any questions you have,” I said, as we moved on to making my homemade spaghetti. She observed, took notes on her phone, then helped me with the meat sauce Ryan insisted on. She was going to taste the final product and let me know what it was missing.

I spent some time testing her palate with different foods until I was satisfied she could make the final call on certain dishes. And as an added bonus of the job, we always made a little extra for her to take home. She did need to eat.

“How did Ryan find you?” I asked as she browned the meat to my specifications.

“He ordered out a lot, and I delivered to him all the time. He was always a generous tipper. I got to know him, and then he asked if he could hire me to get food from you. It was a no-brainer.”

“And he’s nice? Tell me he’s not hitting on you.

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