Never Ever Satisfied by Donna McDonald

Author:Donna McDonald [McDonald, Donna]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: THE PERFECT DATE, Book 4
Published: 2017-08-22T22:00:00+00:00

Chapter Eleven

The kitchen at her restaurant was busy, but she wasn’t worried about finding a space. When she’d remodeled the original building, she’d put a test area off to one side that she could personally use when she felt the need to experiment. The test area had its own stove and oven, plus a gleaming stainless counter, much like the set where Jack’s show was recorded. Only one person could stand in the actual cooking area, so Trudy found a padded stool and parked her tired butt at the prep counter. Her lack of sleep and nourishing food was catching up to her.

Jack smirked at her as he took off his jacket. Staring into her eyes, he made a big production of draping the fabric across her sequined lap. After she giggled at his wandering hand across her bare knee, he walked to the stove and started checking it out. Nodding in approval, he rolled up the sleeves of his pristine white shirt.

“Jack,” Trudy said, gaining his immediate attention. “Grab an apron off the hook by the cabinet. Don’t ruin your clothes.”

“Thanks. Got a hair tie?” he asked.

“I’ve got a hairnet in the office,” she told him, chuckling at the pained look on his face.

“A hairnet?” he repeated.

Trudy took pity on him because she was starving. “I’m kidding, Jack. Leave your hair down. I’m enjoying the scenery.” His deep, masculine chuckle made her smile. Had she ever heard him laugh? “Wow. You should do that more often.”

“What? Admit I’m too proud to wear a hairnet?” Jack asked.

Trudy laughed and pointed to her head. “Do you see the length of my hair? I’m not wearing one of those either.” She liked that she’d made him smile and chuckle yet again. “I was talking about your laugh, Jack. You have a nice laugh. You should laugh more often.”

“So I hear from my family,” Jack said dryly. “My son is the worst. He thinks I’m far too serious.”

Since she wasn’t technically supposed to know about Brandon, she made herself ask the expected polite question. “How old is your son?”

Jack stopped and sighed. “Brandon’s twenty-five. I didn’t know about him until he was ten. His mother was killed in a car accident and I ended up with custody.”

Trudy studied his now very, very serious face. “That must have been hard, but I’m sure you were a good father to him.”

“How can you be so sure of that?” Jack asked.

Trudy shrugged. “Because my instincts have never been wrong about you. I knew all those years ago that underneath that arrogant bluster was a very good man.” She pointed at him with her hand. “What I didn’t know back then was how handsome you’d turn out to be. You’re aging well, Jack.”

“So are you,” Jack said softly, coming over to lean on the counter. “You’re still the most beautiful woman I’ve ever come across.”

“Jack, I’m not…”

He put two fingers over her lips. “If you can’t say thank you, say nothing.” He looked stern and waited to see if she would comply.

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