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know me at all, Matt. And
if you touch me with that chopstick again, I’m going to shove it up your ass. Sideways .”
Indie kept her voice saccharine sweet.
    Amber blanched. Matt, on the other hand, looked as if he’d
just swallowed a mouthful of sour milk. “As crass as always.”
    “I’m terribly sorry. Matt is very clumsy sometimes. I’ll
make sure he keeps his chopsticks to himself,” Amber said as she dragged Matt
away from Indie’s table.
    Indie watched them go, pitying the poor girl. She knew
firsthand what Amber was in for.
    “I’m sorry about that,” Banner said.
    “Don’t be, I’m used to it,” she told him casually.
    “No, I can’t accept that. You should never compromise who
you are because someone chooses to cross the line, no matter who they are.
Value yourself more than that. Understood?”
    “Perfectly,” she said and felt her lips curl into a soft
smile.
    “That’s my girl. Now if anyone else touches you or makes an
inappropriate comment, please call one of the staff over and we’ll handle it.
Also, if you discreetly want to tell them to fuck off, you have my permission.
But try to refrain from shoving chopsticks into unpleasant orifices. It would
be an insurance nightmare for me,” he told her.
    She laughed. “Yes sir.”
    She caught a hint of something in his expression, but he
quickly shuttered it away before she could figure out what it was. Would she
get a better glimpse of what went on in that head of his if she agreed to his
proposition? She suddenly needed to know—the man, the chef…the dominant. The
last part made her throb with needy anticipation.
    “Chef Faust?” she asked. God, even she could hear the
eagerness in her voice.
    He answered her with a knowing smile. “Come to my office
when your shift is over. We have a few things to talk about.”
    She bit her lip and let her gaze linger on that tight ass of
his as he walked away. Lance was so right about the eye candy. This was going
to be a very long night.
    * * * * *
    Banner heard a soft knock on his office door. “Come in.”
    Indie stepped into the office and closed the door behind
her. The vulnerable girl he’d so carefully decorated had transformed into a sex
kitten. The black halter top she wore shoved her cleavage front and center and
her tight faded blue jeans flaunted her every curve.
    “Indigo, please have a seat,” he said gesturing to the chair
across from his desk.
    She sat down and crossed one spiked heel over the other. At
first glance she seemed confident, in control and he would have believed it had
she not had her bag clutched against her middle as if it were a life preserver.
    “First, put your bag on the floor at your feet,” he said
with soft authority.
    She looked confused but did as he requested.
    “Now ease back into the chair, relax your shoulders and take
a deep breath.” He waited for her to comply before he continued. She did and he
could see the tension leave her as she exhaled. “That’s my girl. Better?”
    “Yes. I’m sorry. I’m just…I’m a little nervous,” she
murmured then pursed her cherry red lips.
    “I’d be worried if you weren’t. Before we begin, you want to
tell me about what happened this evening?” he asked, watching carefully for her
reaction. The sheer audacity of that prick fondling Indigo in plain view made
Banner’s blood turn to ice in his veins. Already he was possessive of her and
she wasn’t even his yet. He couldn’t decide if that was good or bad.
Instinctively, he’d marched over to protect her, but she’d done a damn good job
of showing him that she could handle it just fine on her own.
    She grimaced and let out a deep sigh. “Matt is my ex. It
didn’t end well,” she stated, not going any further.
    “I’m sorry.” Matt must have been a real piece of work. It
appeared that it still bothered her on some level, but Banner wouldn’t press
her about it. Not right now anyway.
    “Yeah, me too. I’m sorry it took me so long to see