"Sure thing, LoriaLaura. I'll definitely teach you when I have some free time."
Zoe Yates readily agreed. When he smiled, a faint dimple appeared on his left cheek, looking quite handsome.
"Since you like cooking so much, from now on, you're in charge of my three meals a day. And don't make the same thing twice."
Zachary Redgrave had to admit, the kid's cooking was quite good and suited his tastes perfectly.
Aside from looking a little effeminate, everything else about him was great—leagues better than any of his previous assistants.
"As long as you like it, Redgrave, I can cook for you every day. I could do it for a lifetime."
"Whoa, holy crap, don't say that. Anyone who didn't know better would think you have a crush on me. A lifetime? The only person who gets to cook for me for a lifetime will be my wife."
Zachary Redgrave looked up at Zoe Yates, his expression radiating pure disdain.
