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There’s something kind of exciting about having an illicit affair with my boss.

And I understand the reasons for keeping us secret, even if we haven’t actually discussed it.

But it’s getting harder to deny my growing feelings for Sterling.

And I know we’ll have to talk about it at some point. But today… Today I want to do something special for him.

The Food Hall is empty when I reach it, but someone has already been in to turn on the lights.

As I go through the routine with Big Joe, I wonder if Cook is going to make breakfast for the guests before they leave.

If he is, I’ll have to wait until later in the morning to execute my plan. But if there isn’t a group breakfast, then Sterling shouldn’t come in here.

Just as I wonder about breakfast, Cook comes through the door.

“Morning.” I smile. “I was hoping you’d be here.”

Cook puffs up his chest. “Well, don’t you know how to make an old man feel appreciated.”

I laugh. “We all appreciate you. We’d starve without you feeding us.”

Some more literally than others.

“Yeah, yeah.” He walks over and grabs two mugs out of the cupboard.

“Are the guests staying for breakfast?”

Cook shakes his head. “Nope, they’re on their own.”

“Gotcha. I just saw them talking to Sterling, so I wasn’t sure.” I shrug. “I thought they’d be gone already if they have a long drive.”

“They should be outta here soon. Heard something about one of their guys leaving early.” Cook holds out the mugs. “Now tell me what you need.”

I pour our coffee as I tell him.

Cook closes one eye as he looks at me. “What for?”

“Just have a craving.”

Chapter 150

Sterling

I can smelllunch before I even open the door to the Food Hall, and my stomach lets out a grumble.

Stepping inside, I can see that everyone is already here. But my eyes still find Courtney first.

She’s standing over by Cook on the other side of the counter. And on the counter is the pizza I could smell from outside.

Cook doesn’t make homemade pizza too often. Claims the crust is a pain in the ass. And judging by the amount he needs to fill two large trays, I don’t doubt it.

But it’s one of my favorite meals.

I flex my fingers. Usually Cook only makes pizza for special occasions, and I have to wonder if he did it today because of the way we handled that man last night.

He wasn’t with us, but the guys are all close, so I wouldn’t be surprised if the whole story has been shared among them already. Probably last night when we got back, considering they all sleep in the same damn room.

But so long as no one says anything to Courtney, it doesn’tbother me.

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