One Night Stand With The Billionaire Boss
“I was wondering whether a couple of platters would be a good idea?”
“Sounds great,” I say, and so when the waitress comes up, the guys order the platters, which come with ribs, corn on the cob, onion rings, and fries that I call “curly pommes de terre,” which earns me a puzzled smile from Kip. We chat while we wait for the food to appear, then exclaim when the platters arrive at the table piled high, with several dishes of barbecue sauce for dipping.
“I love ribs,” I state. “I have a curious appetite.” Kip glances at me, and I smirk at my private joke. “They’re not exactly the perfect food for a date,” I scold him.
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