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“Nope. No idea who the owner is.”
“Fine. But I’m only saying yes because you’re never going to be able to get a table.”
I’dbuythe fucking restaurant if I had to. I smiled. “I’ll pick you up at eight.”
“You didn’t even try to get the reservation yet.”
“It won’t be a problem.”
Nora rolled her eyes. “So cocky.”
“Confident, not cocky.”
“Whatever. You’ll be eating those words when you can’t get a table. I’m telling you, it’s impossible to get in. And our dinner deal is only for that restaurant. No Chez Coucou, no dinner sharing.”
I grinned. “The only thing I’ll be eating later is a seven-course meal andyoufor dessert.”
***
“I just spoke to John Morlin.” Gwen shook her head. “No luck. He doesn’t have a connection at Chez Coucou to get you a table, either.”
“Jesus Christ. Try Alan Fortunato. He owns a shitload of clubs. He has to have connections.”
“I actually did. And I tried Trey Peterson, too. He can get you a table at La Mer. It’s Michelin starred. One of the owners is a silent partner in one of his clubs.”
I raked a hand through my hair and looked at the time in the corner of my computer. It was already almost four. “La Mer won’t work. Go through all of our old clients. See if there’s someone I’m not thinking of with a connection.”
Gwen shrugged. “Okay. Do you want me to make the reservation at La Mer, just in case?”
I frowned. “No. It needs to be Chez Coucou.”
“Who’s going to Chez Coucou?” My brother Jake walked into my office as my assistant was walking out.
I shook my head. “No one. I’m busy. What’s up?”
As per usual, my brother planted his ass in one of my guest chairs. He leaned back, lifting the front two legs off the floor. “Do you know you tell me you’re busy every time I come into your office?”
“That’s because I’m always busy.”
“You’re going to give yourself a heart attack if you don’t learn how to relax. I just joined a new meditation class. You should come.”
That reminded me, I needed to make a cardiologist appointment for my heartburn. “I don’t need meditation. What I need is for you to tell me why you walked in here so I can get back to work. I relax by getting shit done, not closing my eyes while some hippy hits a gong.”
“Did you know Gram was going to see some old boyfriend of hers?”
I sighed. He wasn’t getting out of my office. “Yes, I did.”
“Nora said he lives near Bryce Canyon. I skied Utah and saw it from the plane once. Looked gorgeous.”
My eyes narrowed. “When did you talk to Nora?”
“At lunch.”
“You went to lunch with Nora? With Gram and Nora, you mean?”
Jake grinned and pointed. “I really want to say it was just Nora. But I think you might jump over the desk and beat the crap out of me, so I won’t fuck with you. Yes, I had lunch with Gram and Nora today.”
Am I the only person Nora won’t eat with in the damn family?
