Chapter 216

“I figured you’d be the head chef, and I’d be your sous chef. After all, I don’t mind a little power play. Tame me, mistress.” He kisses me so softly that I almost wonder if I imagine it, pulling back, and then digging into the pocket of his white shorts for a pair of new panties that he cucks my way. These one says Princess on the cheeks. My eyes narrow to slits. “Now, you promised you’d go commando if I brought these along. And remember, those were your rules: no lies.”

“Hah.” I flip him off and put the panties in my room, coming back to the kitchen to find Wind in Dad’s apron, pouring a generous glass of cider and taking a sip. He sighs, and then pours a second glass to take outside to Charlie. When he comes back in and closes the sliding door against the heat, I give him a look. “You ready to work? Because good food doesn’t make itself, despite what you may have thought growing up. People actually work behind the scenes in those kitchens.”

“No, you don’t say,” Windso