Jules’ P.O.V.
“Well, I do know my best friend has a soft spot for Fairview’s successful chef.” Jenna nudged me, to which I shook my head. Still trying to fool myself and hoping that if I would say it long and hard enough, one day, I would actually start believing it.
“Nah, I think it’s safe to say that I closed that door for good,” I answered Jenna, wrinkling my nose as if I had smelled something funny.
“Why on earth would you do that? That man is too hot to let go.” Jenna told me, looking seriously surprised by my statement. And for some reason, amused as well...
“Because he asked me to come and work for him, Jenna. That guy placed me in the friend zone by offering me a monthly paycheck. And besides, he might be hot now, but one day he’ll grow old and wrinkly just like everybody else.
