At the height of my career, I left the bullshit of the culinary world.
Best decision I ever made.
But hell, I miss the food. A chef at heart, sometimes I really crave a good meal. And after three years in the mountain, I’m damn near starved.
So when I hear about Perfect Pair– the hottest, most secretive dinner experience in LA, I must get a table.
Trouble is, the reservation requires an interview. A convincing display of perfection between two people.
I hire a matchmaker for one reason and one reason only: I need a dinner date that can pull off this meal.
When Story Cook arrives as my plus one, I’m sure this dating service is worth the hefty price tag. She’s a delight from head-to-toe.
Curvy, cute -- and while I usually prefer savory to sweets – I want nothing more than to eat this cupcake.
Lick her, too.
But when Story hears about my little plan she’s pissed.
This isn’t a game to her. She doesn’t care about dinner.
This woman? She’s wants forever.
Me? I’m a mountain man who can’t commit.