Chapter three

That was the first time I felt so happy after a long time.

I probably gave chef Ibusaki the creeps by hugging him like that. That sort of response was unnecessary.

I'll most definitely be avoiding his restaurant for a while now.

Just to lower the level of awkwardness.

I drove back home and changed into night clothes after freshening up. I was listening to some songs that gave the chill and the calm vibes.

It brought back some horrible memories. My pessimistic mind wasn't being very nice to me despite the music.

I tuned those thoughts out and blocked them away, as always. I fell asleep soon.

When I woke up I felt lighter. I checked the time and it was 9:40am wtf. I was almost an hour late. I rushed to the bathroom, took a hurried shower, brushed my teeth at the same time, got dressed and finally got into my car.

10am. One hour late. I've never been so late all these years of working. I was driving towards my office when I saw dunkin donuts. I smiled to myself.

I was going to be late anyways.

I still took the drive thru wayA box of 20 mini donuts and an extra large cup of strong espresso.

I sipped on the perfectly warm coffee while munching on the donuts. I entered the office and everyone looked at me in surprise. I walked towards my cabin and then before getting inside I yelled.

"Good morning everyone!"

They all muttered their good mornings when I walked inside and closed the door. I typed about 15 emails, eating a donut for each email I sent. It was speeding me up.

I took phone calls and heard about our rival company having a problem that we could solve. I was supposed to decide this? God, no.

Just then a guy from my team entered into my cabin.

"Ah, Yen. Hello there"

Yes his name was Yen. It's actually funny and sad at the same time. His parents wanted him to be very prosperous.

"Shizuki ma'am. Have you decided if we're helping Mitsubishi group?"

"Uhh.. I don't know.. you should ask Martin about it. He's got a higher position than me ya know.."

"You're the CEO and you must decide"

"Mmhmm"

"Okay take your time until tomorrow"

"Yeah ok you can go now!"

"Hai"

I continued with the thinking. After some editing of blue prints the day was over. Ugh finally. I wanted some real food for dinner because for lunch I had cup noodles that got cold when I was taking notes off the laptop.

I drove to Taco Bell. Yesssss to Mexican food! I had two large boxes of nachos and I had a burrito and of course I had UNLIMITED cola along.

After my amazing meal I went home and fell asleep. The entire week I ate junk food. Yes I had stomach pain but eh who cares. So worth it.

Early morning gym sessions were so not my thing but then the evening work outs were must or I'd end up like some kind of buffalo shaped woman.

It was finally Sunday after a week of too much work and too much junk food.

I just chilled at home and avoided any work.

Friends marathon, classic salted butter popcorn, cola cans, margarita with extra cheese burst pizza for lunch.

X men and avengers movies, Chinese noodles and side dish with orange juice for dinner.

Perfect Sunday.

The next day I completely avoided any sugary items and drank espresso without sugar which tasted overly strong.

I finished my work and decided to go eat at Shibu's and my awkwardness had decreased anyways. I wouldn't meet the chef today.

Even if the dish was fabulous.

I was eating alone, no dates. Thinking of how all the guys in my life wanted only one thing from me. Perverts.

I stabbed the spring roll with my fork and dipped it in the sweet chilli sauce. I picked it up and put the whole thing in my mouth. Too good.

I heard someone clear their throat. What? Did I so something wrong? Did I eat in the wrong way? Or my ugly face was annoying someone?

I looked up to see Chef Ibusaki. He was holding the chair in front of me.

"May I?"

I nodded and he pulled the chair and sat in front of me. I spoke with my mouth full of food.

"C-chef?"

He turned his head towards me.

"Are you not ok with me sitting here?"

He had a very smooth voice like it was smooth but rough on the edges.

I saw him again. He was wearing a black dinner jacket, darkest blue pants and a white shirt. I nodded a no and he took his jacket off, rolled his sleeves up. His hands looked smooth.

I looked down feeling awkward after remembering the awkward hug and he was wearing converse too. Black and white. Classic.

I really wanted to know why he was here. He's the chef. Who's gonna-

"Are you thinking about the food?"

"Yeah.."

I said. Still looking down.

"The sous chef"

I was slightly disappointed but I shrugged it off.

Making a new friend is cool. Making a new chef friend is cooler.

"I suggest that you order the green tea and salad"

I looked at him, he was looking at the menu.

"Nup. I like the the green salad with roasted eggplant which are perfectly spiced"

"That's good choice but it needs my-"

"Secret spice? oh that rhymed with whatever you said anyways green tea and salad it is and you'll have?"

"The same"

I ordered and the waiter looked shocked to see Ibusaki sitting with me.

I wondered if its because it happens a lot or because it doesn't happen at all.

"Why aren't you cooking today?"

I broke the silence. He turned his neck towards me.

"Hmm.. you didn't have a date so I thought I'd give you company.."

I blushed at this comment but it faded as soon as he spoke again.

"Regular customers are sort of my priority"

Uff. I thought I had a chance with him.

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