Chapter Fourteen
“So,” Livia began awkwardly as she sat in the kitchen of Le Chat Noir with Moriko. Their shift had just ended, just after the lunch rush, and Marcel was talking to an attractive young woman out front. His sous-chef Cat was having a sneak cigarette outside and Liv and Moriko had the kitchen to themselves.
“So?” A small smile was playing around Moriko’s lips, like she knew what Livia was going to say. She wasn’t going to let Liv off the hook though, clearly, and so Livia took a deep breath.
“So … Nox has asked me to move in with him. Now, I want you to know, I gave him a big long speech yesterday about being independent and all that … but f**k it, Morry. Life is short. I want to be with him.”
Moriko smiled. “It’s not the biggest surprise, Liv.”
“But,” Liv went on, “I’m
