Chapter 41

Forty-One

Chloe

"Chloe, table nineteen needs a refill!" Boss Liu's voice rang through the kitchen as he stepped in. He was a rather huge Asian man, spanning over six feet with enough muscles to make Bruce Lee jealous. His eyes were forever slanty, given the impression that he was about the pummel the shit out of you. However, as menacing as he looked, he was the biggest softie I had ever meant.

"Sure thang Liu," I said in a faux southern accent. He dislike the Southern drawl and because I was...me, I enjoyed teasing him with it. It was so fucking adorable, seeing his face scrunch up every time he heard the accent.

"Chloe," he whispered. Well, he meant to whisper. It sounded more like he was shouting but in a lower tone. "I told you. It's Boss Liu. Everybody," he gestured at the cooks and waiters in the large kitchen. "Says Boss Liu,"

"Ohh, you want me to call you Boss Liu?" I asked and he nodded quite adorably. I tapped my cheek, pretending to think about it, and said, "No,"

Laug