Devour Me (Master Chefs Series #1) (20 page)

“Seriously,
Bobby.  Where d’you park it?”

He
nudged her playfully with his elbow and turned to the left.  Sooner than he’d
let on, they arrived at the large SUV.  After tossing her suitcase into the
back seat, they got in and drove off.

“So?”

“So?”

“How’s
my driving?”

“Your
driving?  I just came home from months in France and you want me to comment on
your driving?”

“Ever
since you got in the car, you’ve been checking my blind spot, looking behind us,
making sure I make a full stop.  Relax,
ma grande soeur
, I know how to
drive.”

“And
you’ve been learning a bit of French, too?”

“Well,
you’ve been there so long, I thought maybe you wouldn’t understand English
anymore.”  He laughed at himself.

“You're
such a silly goof.”

“Ha,
that’s not what Kristy said last night.”

Taryn
leaned her head back into the headrest.  “Please, spare me the details of your
torrid love life.”

“It’s
not torrid.  It’s just busy.”

She
turned to look at him.  “I must admit,
mon petit frere
, you do look
good.”  She reached out to finger a blond lock that lightly brushed against the
nape of his neck.  “You let your hair grow in a bit.”

“Yeah…
the girls love it.”

Taryn
laughed.  “I imagine they would.  So, besides staying busy with the ladies,
what you been up to?”

“Still
taking those cooking classes at college.  You know, girls love that, too.  Do
you know how much girls are turned on by a guy who knows how to cook?”

“Yeah,”
Taryn droned.  “Tell me about it.”

“And
at my age.  I mean, girls don’t expect a good looking, eighteen year old guy to
be so talented in the kitchen… you know what I mean?”

“You're
an eternal flirt, you know that?”

“Yep.”

“And
so humble.”

“I
do what I can.  Besides, false humility never did anybody good.”

Taryn
snorted.  “What about the restaurant?”

“Busy. 
I’m there more than thirty hours a week now.”

“Thirty? 
And when do you go to college?”

“Pretty
much the rest of the time.  I have to admit, between running the kitchen and
keeping my grades up, I don’t have much time to fool around.”

Taryn
grinned and affectionately patted his hand.  “I’m sure you manage to find
time.”

Glancing
at her, he flashed her his killer smile. 

No
wonder the girls all fall for him, she thought. 
He is pretty darn cute.

“You
know, now that you’ve dropped all this Paris business, why don’t you take a
course with me at college.”

“I
don’t think so.  I’m going to concentrate on giving mom a hand at the
restaurant.  The hours I put in will give you a break.”

“Ah,
come on.  It’d be fun.  I mean, I know it’s not a Parisian institute or
nothing, but it’s a decent course.  I’ve already learned a lot.  And not just
about cooking.  I’m taking a restaurant management course now.”

“Thanks,
Bobby, but I honestly can’t imagine working with you most of the day then going
off to take the same classes as you. I think a sibling relationship can only
take so much togetherness.”

Looking
straight ahead, he snorted. “Yeah, I think you're right.”

As
they drove in front of La Benicoise, one of the restaurants Errol had opened in
New York, Taryn’s heart skipped a beat.  She’d managed to put him out of her
mind the entire twenty minutes she’d spent catching up with Bobby, but now the
thought of him struck her unexpectedly and knocked the air out of her.

Savor Me continues Taryn and
Errol’s story…coming soon!

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