Rivals to Lovers
Elise, swirling her glass of champagne, rested her chin on her hand and motioned for Lena to look over.
"If Alaric isn’t your type, no worries," she said slyly. "But what about my chef? He graduated top of his class from Le Cordon Bleu in Paris and has worked as head chef in multiple Michelin-starred restaurants—all that, plus he’s young, good-looking, and muscular..."
Lena glanced at her, amused. "If he’s so great, why don’t you go for him?"
Feigning an epiphany, she added, "Oh, wait... don’t tell me you’re still in touch with that guy from last time?"
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