By the time Ginny left the next morning, I was exhausted, mainlining coffee, and ready for her to come back. She wore me out all night long, but it was the best night ever.
I got to work early so I could get everything cooked for the tasting that afternoon. I wasn’t sure what to expect from Sawyer’s brother, but Tara seemed nice when I talked to her the one time.
I moved around the kitchen with practiced ease, chopping and dicing and stirring. I remembered to add lemon juice to the marinade and groaned when I thought of what it led to the night before.
It was going to be nice to actually eat the food. Although, I’d give up eating forever if I got to have a night like that with Ginny again.
I was still grinning when Kiana walked into the kitchen a few hours later.
“Are you almost ready
