at me and then pushed a stupidly fake smile over his lips.
Dani snickered. “Don’t worry, you don’t have to like me. I’m still figuring out if I like you as well.” I couldn’t see her face, but I was guessing she winked at him. His smile tipped to the genuine kind before dropping away.
“And dinner is served,” AJ announced in a loud French accent as he swung through the kitchen doors into the near empty restaurant.
We always came early, before the dinner rush, which was why AJ was allowed to lavish us with his experiments. It helped that Vincenzo’s was owned by his dad’s best friend. The guy was like an uncle to AJ and let him get away with a lot.
“What’s on the menu tonight, good lookin’?” Liesl tugged AJ down for a kiss after he placed the tray on the table.
Man, those two had no problems at all with the whole PDA thing and it got a little embarrassing. Dani looked at me, squashing a giggle when I rolled my eyes and stuck out my tongue.
“Okay! We get it. You love each other,” Jaeda practically yelled at them. “Can we please eat now?”
She started handing out plates that were ladened with the most delicious smelling food. There was a perfectly cut side salad nestled against a beautiful square of lasagne. It smelt like it’d been made by an old Italian grandmother who’d cooked family meals for years.
“Babe this looks amazing.” Liesl smelled her plate and sighed.
“Wait til you see what I’ve got for dessert.” He wiggled his eyebrows suggestively and Elliot groaned.
“Please tell me you’re serving that one up in the privacy of your own bedroom.”
“You better believe it.” AJ still had his eyes all over his girlfriend as she blushed up a storm.
“This is Dani.” Liesl cleared her throat and pointed across the table.
AJ’s chef’s hat tipped as he turned to face her. Dimples punctured his cheeks as he held his large hand across the table. “Enchante.” He kissed her knuckles dramatically.
I rolled my eyes. She just grinned.
“Nice to meet you too. Thanks for cooking dinner.”
“Angus wants to be a chef.” Liesl poked her fork into the lasagna and broke off a small piece. “He’ll run his very own bistro one day.”
He nodded. Looking pleased that his girlfriend was so supportive. I wouldn’t be surprised if those two lasted the distance and got married. They were so together already - like an old married couple. It kind of reminded me of my parents.
I scooped up a forkful of lasagna. It melted in my mouth, exploding with a whole new set of flavors at the end. It was divine. AJ had mega talent and I really hoped his dream did come true. I’d eat at one of his restaurants any day.
Loading my fork, I spied Dani out of the corner of my eye and watched her wolf down the meal. She still ate elegantly, but you could tell she was hungry, like this was her only meal for the day or something. That girl could put away the food, that’s for sure. Her plate was getting close to empty much faster than the rest of us.
Elliot reached for the ketchup.
AJ slapped his hand over Elliot’s before he could pick up the bottle. “Dude, what are you doing?”
Elliot let out a long winded sigh. “Do we have to go through this every time we eat your food?”
Dani’s eyes popped up and whipped between the two of them. We were all used to this conversation, knowing there was a certain amount of theatrics to it. The guys always got mad, a little huffy and within ten minutes it was as if the tiff never happened.
AJ’s fingers squeezed Elliot’s knuckles. “The meal doesn’t need ketchup.”
“Well, that’s where you’re wrong. Every meal needs ketchup.”
“I have put enough flavor in that food to satisfy your taste buds for a year. Now let go of the ketchup bottle.”
Liesl pressed her lips together, obviously fighting a grin.
Elliot narrowed his eyes and went to lift the ketchup, but AJ slammed his hand back down. “Do not bastardize my food with
Dani snickered. “Don’t worry, you don’t have to like me. I’m still figuring out if I like you as well.” I couldn’t see her face, but I was guessing she winked at him. His smile tipped to the genuine kind before dropping away.
“And dinner is served,” AJ announced in a loud French accent as he swung through the kitchen doors into the near empty restaurant.
We always came early, before the dinner rush, which was why AJ was allowed to lavish us with his experiments. It helped that Vincenzo’s was owned by his dad’s best friend. The guy was like an uncle to AJ and let him get away with a lot.
“What’s on the menu tonight, good lookin’?” Liesl tugged AJ down for a kiss after he placed the tray on the table.
Man, those two had no problems at all with the whole PDA thing and it got a little embarrassing. Dani looked at me, squashing a giggle when I rolled my eyes and stuck out my tongue.
“Okay! We get it. You love each other,” Jaeda practically yelled at them. “Can we please eat now?”
She started handing out plates that were ladened with the most delicious smelling food. There was a perfectly cut side salad nestled against a beautiful square of lasagne. It smelt like it’d been made by an old Italian grandmother who’d cooked family meals for years.
“Babe this looks amazing.” Liesl smelled her plate and sighed.
“Wait til you see what I’ve got for dessert.” He wiggled his eyebrows suggestively and Elliot groaned.
“Please tell me you’re serving that one up in the privacy of your own bedroom.”
“You better believe it.” AJ still had his eyes all over his girlfriend as she blushed up a storm.
“This is Dani.” Liesl cleared her throat and pointed across the table.
AJ’s chef’s hat tipped as he turned to face her. Dimples punctured his cheeks as he held his large hand across the table. “Enchante.” He kissed her knuckles dramatically.
I rolled my eyes. She just grinned.
“Nice to meet you too. Thanks for cooking dinner.”
“Angus wants to be a chef.” Liesl poked her fork into the lasagna and broke off a small piece. “He’ll run his very own bistro one day.”
He nodded. Looking pleased that his girlfriend was so supportive. I wouldn’t be surprised if those two lasted the distance and got married. They were so together already - like an old married couple. It kind of reminded me of my parents.
I scooped up a forkful of lasagna. It melted in my mouth, exploding with a whole new set of flavors at the end. It was divine. AJ had mega talent and I really hoped his dream did come true. I’d eat at one of his restaurants any day.
Loading my fork, I spied Dani out of the corner of my eye and watched her wolf down the meal. She still ate elegantly, but you could tell she was hungry, like this was her only meal for the day or something. That girl could put away the food, that’s for sure. Her plate was getting close to empty much faster than the rest of us.
Elliot reached for the ketchup.
AJ slapped his hand over Elliot’s before he could pick up the bottle. “Dude, what are you doing?”
Elliot let out a long winded sigh. “Do we have to go through this every time we eat your food?”
Dani’s eyes popped up and whipped between the two of them. We were all used to this conversation, knowing there was a certain amount of theatrics to it. The guys always got mad, a little huffy and within ten minutes it was as if the tiff never happened.
AJ’s fingers squeezed Elliot’s knuckles. “The meal doesn’t need ketchup.”
“Well, that’s where you’re wrong. Every meal needs ketchup.”
“I have put enough flavor in that food to satisfy your taste buds for a year. Now let go of the ketchup bottle.”
Liesl pressed her lips together, obviously fighting a grin.
Elliot narrowed his eyes and went to lift the ketchup, but AJ slammed his hand back down. “Do not bastardize my food with
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