Chapter 17

Trey

"Everything's set, Chef Thompson," says electrician Hannah, her words laced with desire. I can't deny that her uniform and confidence in a male-dominated field really turns me on.

Alex hasn't stopped staring at her since she arrived, but her attention is strictly on me.

We come into the office so I can pay her in cash. She closes the door behind her as I grab the money from the sage underneath my desk. "Luckily, the breaker was an easy fix. I really look forward to coming here tomorrow night. I heard you're an amazing chef, and I can't wait to taste what you have to offer."

I hand her $200, with $50 of that being a tip for her hard work. "Since you did such a good job, I'm not going to complain about how long it took you to get here," I say with a playful smirk.

With a playful giggle, she runs her hand down my arm and says, "Sorry, Chef. I just wanted to come on a day where I could take my lunch break right after."

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