Jace POV
“Ooh… someone had a great morning!” My assistant, Francis, shouted over the kitchen after I got back from having breakfast with Rosie.
“Who?” I asked.
“Somebody got some!” He laughed out loud and the rest of the staff followed.
I only shook my head as I washed my hands and made my rounds to see what everyone was doing.
Francis and I got to know each other when we were interns. I was ahead of him but we got along really well. We bonded during our break time, which was our ‘smoke’ break.
He shared he was working at a restaurant as a part time sous chef and I shared that I was thinking of opening up a kitchen that would serve individually packed meals. At that time, I didn’t want the idea of opening a place and waiting for customers. Although I knew how to cook and I loved do
