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I read through the nue She’d been top of her class in culinary school, best pastry chef, and on and on It was i to doubt my decision to hire her even more

At just twenty-two, Aht kno to cook, but she didn’t haveto whip up a tasty dish in the classroom It was quite another to produce that kind of quality in theloose around you

I’d find out whether she could handle it tomorrow For better or worse, I needed someone else with skills

“And for fuck’s sake,” I tossed the resu but a crier” I cupped h

I was about to throw her into the deep end and find out if she could swim

If she couldn’t, well then, her ass was out too

Marla was sitting at the kitchen table tapping at her laptop when I got hohter’s nanny, she went to college part tile school and this job, but I respected the hell out of her for doing it

It was nice to have an older, respectable wo a nanny had been about as hard as hiring new chefs So an asshole see to throw out just about anything to getold, and so was I

“Evening, Marla,” I said

She turned to me with a warm smile “Hello, Mr Harrison”

“Please, I’ve told you a million times to call me Luke”

She closed her laptop and stuffed it into her bag “And you can tell ”

I smiled as I sat down at the table across froht?”

The sht frown “Eht”

I shookshe was difficult, she hter”