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Chapter Fifteen

Why hadhe thought that having a chef was a waste of money? He couldn’t imagine what it would have been like without Bea Bradford in the kitchen.

At this point, he was planning his life around meals. Today, lunch was chicken salad, and he was just enjoying her fluttering around, filling his glass, and getting him what he needed. Nobody else was there today; he was alone with her.

“Sit down,” he said for the sixth time. He really didn’t need her waiting on him.

He should have gone to work but couldn’t bring himself to do it that day. Just one more day without actually having to see his uncle was what he needed. Yesterday they’d had a two-hour-long strategizing meeting that was torture. So today, Jonas was home.

“My job is to not sit down.” She folded her arms across her chest as she glared at him across the table.

“Get the contract and point that out to me.” He waved a fork at the kitchen.

“It’s so ingrained; it’s not in the contract.”

“Sit down,” he bit out, tired of her excuses.

She rolled her eyes and did just that. She was as cute mad as she was happy. “Sitting.” Was her snarky reply.

“So, tell me about Bea Bradford.”

“Not much to tell.”

“How long have you been cooking?”

“Years. I don’t even remember when it started.”

“Where did you train?”

“France,” she mumbled.

“How long were you in France?”

“Three years.”

“Did you like it?”

“Loved it.”

“Why did you come back?”

“Family. I missed my family.”

“Your big family, right? Seven sisters?”

“Five full sisters and two stepsisters. They are my stepmother’s girls, and they’re in school still. The rest of us are grown; a few are even married.”

“Are you close?” Jonas smiled. He loved that she was opening up to him. He was finally learning a little about her.

“Yes. We all lived together until a few months ago, but then two have gotten married and moved out. But they’re happy, so I’m glad they’ve moved out. The house is too quiet when everyone is gone, though.”

“Where is everyone else? Aren’t there still a few of you at home?”

“Mom took her girls on vacation this week and next, and Lucy has been staying with her twin. Agatha was out for a few days. It was lonely there.”

“You could’ve stayed here. I could share my room with you.” He smirked, liking the idea.

“Jonas, no.” She shook her head and started to get up.

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