Abby

It’s been a few days since Anton first stepped into my restaurant, and already Anton is fitting in perfectly

with the team.

That morning when I walked into the restaurant, not knowing whether I had been taken for a fool or not,

now seems so distant. Anton and John are running like a well-oiled machine, and the customers have

never been happier. I’ve decided that today, at the end of the day, I’m going to offer Anton a full-time

position here.

“Abby, table six wants to know if we can make the duck confit gluten-free?” Daisy asks me.

“We can do that. Just make sure to mention it might take a bit longer,” I reply, jotting down an order for the

kitchen staff.

Enter title…

she’s gearing up for something more than a simple question

wanted to

in full

to perfection. His transformation still surprises me—a clean-shaven man in crisp chef

into my restaurant was a distant

“Yeah, he is. How’s he

days, but we all really like

a

to hear, Daisy. I’m really glad you

his arms laden with

and Anton were like

surprised that Karl was even willing to entertain

But these past few days, I think that has

sec?” I catch his eye,

with a quizzical look on his

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