The White Cowboy - Complete BWWM Romance Box Set by Susan Westwood

Author:Susan Westwood [Westwood, Susan]
Language: eng
Format: epub, mobi, azw3
Published: 2014-06-30T23:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER SEVEN

Brandon did as he was told, then settled on a kitchen stool to watch her hobble around the kitchen. He felt some guilt about her cooking when injured, but in the little time he'd known Gemma, he figured she wouldn't let him help. "You don't have to do this."

Her gaze turned full onto him, her dark brown eyes taking him in. "I do. If I'm the only one you trust with your recipes, then I'm going to test some while I'm here."

He pointed. "But the crutches."

She waved a hand. "I'll figure it out. I'll be fine."

The recipe he'd chosen was for sautéed chicken breasts in a lemon, with a white wine sauce over rice. His recipe was actually two together, one for the rice and one for the chicken. She might have him make the salad.

"So I'm going to measure the rice. Then I'll heat the pan and put in olive oil. Let that heat, then put in the shallots."

"Cut up the shallots first," he said.

She read the recipe again. "Right. Minced." She stared at the shallot and then the board. "Chopped finely?"

He fidgeted in his chair. "Right."

She frowned. "What's the easiest way to do that?"

"Slice the peeled shallot in half, then put one half on its flat side. Slice it part way, then slice it horizontally."

With the halved shallot on its flat side, she wasn't sure what to do next. He came around next to her. "Watch."

He showed her, and then she did it with the second half.

"Perfect."

"Maybe you should put that into the recipe or into a chapter on techniques."

***

Gemma wasn't sure she could have successfully cooked this meal without Brandon's input. She hadn't learned much in working in restaurants, but she'd never been on her own, so she'd never had to cook.

But now she would be. "Can I take a picture of these recipes? So that I have them."

"You aren't saving them on your laptop?"

"No I'm saving them to the flash drive."

"Okay, I guess."

"I'll take some pictures of other recipes after I'm done. When I cook them, I'll let you know how they turn out."

"Sounds fair."

He was like a toddler sitting at the counter. He obviously wanted to do something and wasn't used to just sitting. Well, he'd just have to wait. She needed to test this recipe.

The rice was cooking, so now she had to brown the chicken breast. Brandon had pounded the meat flat for her. "You could set our places."

He did so, then sat down again with a grim face. She wanted to laugh, but didn't think he'd be amused as she was. She heated the oil, then put in the chicken breasts. They sizzled, and she turned on the hood over the cooktop.

"How many minutes on each side?" she asked.

"I'd give them about three because they are thin."

"That's something else you can put in the recipe. Don't assume someone knows how to do that."

"Good point."

She made a note on the recipe for him. The chicken smelled good, she had to admit. "How about you make the salad?"

"Sure.

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