Mike Robinson Chef Cookbook Novels & Stories

He's quite funny when he wants to be and that's one thing I like about him. Later on, at Roxy's place, we arrive and find everyone in the kitchen cooking. The sweet aroma of roasted parmesan chicken makes my mouth water. Roxy loves chicken. Alot! She knows more than five chicken recipes and I am quite surprised that she's cooking tonight. Oh wait, she's cooking because her man is back. I giggle at the thought. Vic and Wren are making smoothies while Kye is watching Roxy serve food into plates. He's looking at her with eyes full of longing and desire and I can't help but smile. They look so cute together.

he said before leading her to the kitchen. As Autumn entered the kitchen, she immediately felt natural chemistry between her and the kitchen. Micheal led Autumn to a stool near the kitchen counter before walking around while cracking his knuckles, “Alright baby girl, you’re in my territory now,” he said as Autumn giggled, “Your territory? Can you even cook Micheal?” She asked as Micheal smirked, “Of course I can cook, Autumn,” he said as Autumn nodded with a grin on her face, “Alright then chef, surprise me,” she said as Micheal smirked before rolling up his sleeve, “Your wish is my command, ma’am.” _________

“I expected beans and bacon for breakfast. Pancakes, wow. I didn’t know you could cook.” “It’s no secret that we have a cook, but I have a few recipes up my sleeve. I believe I do a decent job with them,” Melody said, proudly. “Hopefully, Roy won’t be gone long and the few things I can cook will be enough.” Mike headed over to the table and helped himself to the steaming, and surprisingly fluffy, hotcakes and crisp bacon. Adam grabbed Melody’s elbow before she could follow him. “Why are you going to so much trouble?”

It was pretty delicious if I did say so myself. The kitchen workers went all out tonight. Roasted rosemary chicken or rosemary turkey for those who wanted poultry. There were also BBQ ribs that literally fell off the bone for those who wanted something different. Not to mention that there were seven different sides to choose from. This included sweet potato souffle made with vanilla, nuts, and marshmallows, which was Mira’s favorite. “Our friends in the kitchen take great pride in their work, and I know that we all benefit from that,” Imeela said with a fond smile.

I pull it off the rest, hiding it behind me. "It's okay, we don't mind if you read it," he says, expressionless, not looking up from his task. He seems to examine the spine of each book, looking for a certain title that belongs to the book he needs. I walk by his side, now noting the real similarities between Ray and Xavier; their almost identical looks except for the scar and hair. All this time, he hasn't acted like a grump, which is a plus, and also a side of him that is pleasantly new to me. He smiles as he pulls out the book we need, a dusty one that isn't thick at all. The side reads Summer Kitchen: 100 Delicious Recipes and the cover is completely blank. I squint at the thin cookbook,