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“Nice to meet you. Luke taught us how to fix up cars, and then we built go-karts. We’re having a race today.”
With nothing left to say, the kid runs back to his friends who are indeed getting ready to climb into go-karts on the track.
“How did you get involved with them?”
Luke drapes an arm around my shoulders, and we walk to the bleachers and find a place to sit. “It’s a local home-schooling initiative to find skilled adults to teach things like shop and music.”
My face lights up. “Luke, that’s incredible. I’ve never even heard of such a thing. My mom tried to home-school us and just taught math and the Bible.”
He makes a funny face and shakes his head. “My family is Irish Catholic, but we only go to Mass a few times a year and don’t quote the Bible. One of my drivers referred me to this group when they were looking for a shop teacher. I’ve been working with a new group of kids every year for the last three years.”
“I think that’s so awesome. Thank you for sharing this with me.”
I’m not sure why he felt compelled to share this part of himself with me, but I’m glad he did.
We spend the next two hours watching the boys go through a series of races with their carts and before I know it, we’re saying goodbye and getting back into the car to head back to the suite.
Instead, he takes us a more familiar route, and we soon pull into the parking lot for Sin City Subs. It catches me off guard when I see a family come out holding bags of sandwiches.
“I thought we could grab a bite to eat, and you could see the shop when it’s open,” he says with a grin.
It’s cute that he wants to show me this.
Inside, we order sandwiches and settle at one of the small tables by the window.
“Thank you for today,” I murmur before biting into my pastrami.
“You’re most welcome, Flower. It was a fun day.”
A man who looks oddly familiar but I’m not sure why, comes to our table. “This is beneath me, Luke,” he complains.
Luke smirks and stands to offer his hand. “But you’re a lifesaver, Tyson.”
I blink as it hits me who it is. “Wait. You’re Tyson Vance from London, right?”
He shrugs and offers me a sheepish grin as he pushes up his sleeves, revealing a variety of tattoos.
He comes from the back and has an apron on. What the hell is a Michelin star chef doing working in a casual sandwich shop? Was he the chef they flew in for that kinky buffet scene my first night here?
I don’t know if it’s polite to ask, so I don’t say anything.
“I’m in town helping Luke out. It was supposed to be one meal and then he suckered me into working today.”
“Our usual person got sick, and you were here. It’s not like you didn’t make a fortune off of the other night.”
That all but confirms it. The famous chef with multiple restaurants around the globe is kinky.
“True, and I got on Novak’s schedule to talk about my next endeavor here, so I guess we’re even, and I’ll make a few sandwiches. I’m adding some specials to the menu though and don’t argue.”
Luke raises his hands in surrender. “I would never dream of arguing with you about food, my friend.”
He chuckles and offers me his hand. “I just wanted to come introduce myself to the woman Luke seems to be smitten with.”
I smile politely and shake his hand. “Pleasure to meet you chef Vance. I’m Zara. I’ve had the privilege of dining in a couple of your restaurants. A true delight.”
He raises an eyebrow at Luke. “I like her. I’ll be cooking at a pop-up tomorrow night. You should bring her. I’ll have a table saved for you.”
My eyes light up. I’m a sucker for a good meal especially when it’s served with flair and that’s what Tyson Vance specializes in.
