Bedmates Soulmates

Samantha relayed what she heard from the receptionist. "Mid-twenties, short, dark hair, pretty."

She added after a pause, 'Has dimples when she smiles."

Austyn looked pensive

He drummed a finger on the desk and said after a while, 'Open it."

Samantha removed the lid of the bento box

A delicious smell soon permeated the entire office.

The box had six compartments.

The largest one was packed with steaming white rice.

The other five contained smoked salmon rillettes, a spice-rubbed whole chicken thigh, two chocolate brownies with walnuts and ganache, and a small portion of truffle cauliflower soup.

Samantha felt her mouth water and took a deep breath

'Maybe Miss Taylor sent this '

Gwen's engagement to the vice president was public Inowledge at the company.

Austyn thought so too.

'Just leave it here,' he said.

Samantha nodded and took one last longing look at the box before leaving.

Austyn returned to work

But he couldn't concentrate.

The food beckoned.

Austyn's gaze kept flicking over to the bento box.

He heard his stomach growl

In the end, he seized struggling and gave in to temptation

He knew it wasn't Owen's cooking the moment he bit into the succulent chicken thigh

She was reasonably proficient in the kitchen, but this surpassed anything she'd ever made before.

At first, Austyn thought Owen ordered takeout from a restaurant.

But there were no identifiable logos on the box, and the packaging didn't look like the commercial land.

Infact, the box was delivered in a simple plastic bag, the type often seen in supermarkets and used for groceries.

Austyn savoured the slightly salty chicken grilled to perfection.

Somehow, it tasted familiar.

In A Foul Mood

Austym narrowed his eyes and chewed move slowly.

Then it dawned on

It tasted like the Food Miss Hewitt prepared for him last niglu.

Austyn paused.

Did she send this?

He swept his eyes over the box again and noticed something else in the plasticbag, stuck to the bottom of the bento box.

He picked up the postcard-sized envelope.

It contained a handwritten note.

'at's lunchtime Don't starve yourself. Hope you like the food will send more tomorrow."

There was no signature.

Austyn frowned.

He wondered what the woman was up to.

Earlier this moming, she'd practically forced a kiss on him and left without an