Layla’s pov

My cheeks flushed with the heat of embarrassment as I stared at Mr. Wood.

Was my face the same shade as my lipgloss now

“Yes, I did.” I lied, shifting on my feet nervously.

He didn’t look convinced and turned around slightly to look at Tyler when he stood beside him.

Theld my breath, not really ready to look at Tyler directly as yet. But I can feel his stare piercing my face, eyeing me intently. It feels…..weird to be in his presence after what we did last night.

“Make sure to give her some breakfast Tyler before you leave. I’ll see you later or any day I’m not so busy.” Mr. Wood said with a crooked smile before leaving.

I hear his murmuring as he spoke to the man by the stairs.

I had no choice but to sweep my gaze to Tyler who was leaning against the doorframe with his toned arms crossed over his chest. He had no shirt on and the sweats he wore were hanging so low on his waist.

My mouth goes a bit dry at the sight.

“Youre early.” He said and his words draw me away from the sight of his toned stomach and to the wicked playful gleam in his eyes.

His white teeth flashed as his upper lip lifted in a smooth smirk when I didn’t answer as quickly.

Clearing my throat, I looked over his shoulder and shifted on my feet. “I thought I’d get used to the place a bit and perhaps be more familiarized with my role before being alone with Daff. Kind of need to know if there are important things I should know about her.”

“Hmmmm. All I hear is Daff and no Tyler. Makes me feel like you only came here for her.” I knew he was teasing, it was clear with the teasing wicked smile on his face.

stop me from

lowly, his eyes dancing as he moves away from the doorframe and ushers me

my mouth as I walk forward. Before I could enter in fully, Tyler leans forward a bit and with a

didn’t say with what though. But I have a couple

that the words

and ushers me inside. “You’re so flushed!” He laughs when I pass him and

more of the heat that wanted to paint my cheeks in red. “That’s

I walked here.”

face red, but it

furiously blushing.

took the bus. I walked from the gate to here. Wasn’t an easy task.” I said, turning to look at

relieved at my words but then knitted his brows. “I should’ve offered you a ride. I wasn’t

really. “I shook my head and

swept his gaze over my frame and bit his

I knew that gleam in his eyes. It was the

Hunger.

lips lifted slightly, he knew why I cut him off but didn’t call me

that he hadn’t mentioned last night yet, because truly I

skinned man with a chef’s hat and uniform whipping up something on

around when he hears us entering the kitchen fully and smiles

Layla meet the number one chef in the

man, liking the fact that

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