Yes, Chef by Waitlyn Andrews

I’ve sworn off romantic relationships, stifling family expectations, and self-doubt. The trifecta, really.

Returning home to run the family business is inevitable, but that doesn’t mean I can’t spend some time carving my own path of culinary success. In Paris. Because who doesn’t love Paris? Because Paris has the best food scene in the world. And I want to earn this my way. Dammit.
Not to brag, but the first four months of living abroad and working at one of the chicest, up-and-coming restaurants in France — everything is going exactly as planned. I go to the market every morning, I run my own schedule, and I don’t have to think about my cheating ex or Meredith-Blake-of-a-Mother. Croissant and espresso every morning? A given. Living abroad has been perfect. It’s the Nancy Meyers’ Dream.
That is, until a tall, all-American golden boy enters my space as the new Head Chef of Teaks. Chef James Sullivan is too attractive for his own good, and I’ve strictly written off workplace romances.
But, lucky for me, he only chooses to acknowledge my presence when he’s critiquing my work every five minutes. Maybe I can tune out those broad shoulders and denim blue eyes….if only those eyes would stop staring at me so intently.

Au Revoir
– Claire Richards