Written by Feathers.
I entered Scot’s car and he began to drive. There were silent for the first four minutes, he turned to me and set his gaze back at his driving.
“Are you alright?” He asked.
“Sure….just nervous.” I answered.
“Cause of the chef, right?” He asked and I nodded.
“Don’t worry, even if he comes to work today, he would show up as a one legged man, he can practically do nothing to you.” Scot said.
We finally arrived at my place of work.
“I wish you good luck.” He said and I nodded.
As I opened the door to walk out, he said; “Wait! do you need a peck?”
“Are you selling it?” I asked.
“I give it freely.” He answered and I allowed him to peck me.
I stepped down and waved at him as his car drove off.
I was happy that he pecked me but nervous of seeing that silly chef today, I just hope he doesn’t come.
I had almost get to the kitchen when I saw Scot’s mom. She seems to be leading a man somewhere.
“Excuse me.” She said to the man and walked to me.
“It’s barely a month that you resume work and you are already taking a leave….” She scolded.
“I’m sorry ma.” I felt like it was unnecessary to tell her my predicament.
“Hum! the chef was absent too yesterday. Hope you are fine?” She asked.
“Doing well ma.” I answered and she walked away.
I walked to the kitchen.
“What’s up Brenda? ” One of the male cook greeted.
“I’m fine.” I was cheerful.
“The chef isn’t around, we were informed he had an accident in the leg.” The guy said.
“There are rumours that his leg would be cut.” Another lady said, she’s one of us.
“I’m sorry for him.” I added and started with work for the day.
I was sitting and playing a game named; cooking fever on my phone when someone entered.
There were murmurs, so I rose my head to see who it was and it was the chef.
He was standing before me, his eyes were fixed on me.
“Welcome boss.” Many workers began to say.
His two legs were there which made me nervous and he stood like nothing had happened to him.
He walked to me and my heart beat faster than usual.
He stood before me and smirked. Everyone was wondering what was going on between us.