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I take it and we walk to the door. ... It's times like this that I'm thankful there's a cafe real close to PHT. Like, it's just two blocks away and walkable. We enter the little Cafe and Jake pulled out my chair for me. A gentleman huh? I decided to probe him, maybe he'll tell me something about himself so I can clear my doubtful self. The waitress takes our orders and returns in a jiffy. "So Mr. Taylor..." "Please, call me Jake" "Jake...where are you from? Seattle?"

He had his own personal booth in Tipsy Tonight. Whenever he went there on the weekdays, it would be very lively inside. However, things were slightly different today. Jake did not call his friends, and Jasmine did not send in any of her girls. There were only three people in the booth: Edward, Wade, and Jake.

It was an apple product laptop "Nice" I said "Yeah thanks...ok so as I was saying" He said opening his laptop and input his password that looked neverending "I've been doing some digging on Ember...which is of course the restaurant which you're working while digging I found out that the name of the owner is Jake Stewart a former prisoner caught for drug trafficking" "Oh wow" I said and gasped

I stood up from the circle, asking Mel and Candice if they needed a refill as well, but they shook their heads, still indulging in the pranks we did on April fool’s day last year. While waiting for my turn on the keg, I felt eyes watching me from a distance. It’s close enough that I can feel the little hairs on my skin stand at attention, but not close enough to feel who it is. Tilting my head to the side, my eyes locked with those tawny eyes that I’ve been looking for since we arrived here. Jake.

Sylvana’s trademark Tupperware in the huge double steel doors and shelves; all labeled with heating instructions, she has thought of everything. Jake strolls in, looking seductive in sweats and a T-shirt and I’m still in an over fluffy bathrobe from swimming around that huge tub with him. He immediately heads to the coffee machine that looks like the one from his apartment; but this one is chrome instead of black. This added touch to the kitchen must be one of his choices; the coffee maker clearly having a small place in his heart. “Mamma says she has a bunch of info sheets for you from her counselor friend and some insight on how to become one.” He smiles over at me while preparing the mach

I was still in deep thoughts when I heard a male voice. "Hello , I am Jake" he said stretching forth his hand for a handshake. I realised he is the stranger I was admiring earlier. I noticed he was even more handsome than what I saw earlier, he was about 6 feet tall, well built and his six packs stuck out from his shirt. I also discovered he had the most beautiful blue eyes I have ever seen, short spiky hair which made him look more handsome and his voice sounded like that of an Angel. Well, I haven't seen any Angel in reality but I have seen them in movies.

"Yes, if you go 3 blocks down this street. You'll find a great little eatery. Bring me a plate back, darling." "Sure, thing Tiffany what would you like?" "Get me that delicious Gyro salad and a diet Arnold Palmer. That means no sugar in the tea or lemonade" Jake grabs his jacket off the chair, smiling, following Treasure out of the office. He turns and says. "It was really nice meeting you. Ms. King, very nice meeting you." "Nice meeting you, Jake." Tiffany winks at him, smiling. " I'll be back in an hour." "Take your time, sweetie. I've got this."

Some space from the pressure. I didn’t realize I had forgotten my notebook until someone cleared their throat behind me. I turned, startled. Jake Daniel stood there in a charcoal coat, holding my notebook in one hand. “You left this,” he said. I blinked. “Oh. I—thank you.” He didn’t hand it over right away. Instead, he flipped it open to a random page. “Is this your sketch?” he asked, pointing at a rough drawing of a hotel layout I had scribbled in class. “Boutique concept. Rooftop herb garden. Seamless tech check-in…”

Tanner adds cautiously, "I can call him back." "No, no, Today is ideal," I assure him. "I'll be available to meet with Jake Del Fierro... today... in person... today." Tanner bursts out laughing for a few seconds. "He's just a regular guy, so don't be too worried. Jake is a fantastic chef, but he's an even better person. It's been a delight for me to know him on a personal level, so I know what he likes, and I believe he'll like you and see your ability as much as I did," he says.

That’s what I needed. I grabbed my keys and decided to hit up Jake Melnick’s Corner Tap. There's nothing a good plate of wings and a cold beer couldn’t fix. On the drive over, I made a mental note to send breakfast to her and the kids in the morning. She’d like that. Little things mattered, and I wanted her to know I was paying attention. Jake Melnick’s Corner Tap