Under The Tuscan Sun.... Michelle Douglas

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      She smiled and said, “Thank you, Gio. I’ll handle it.”

      She walked over to the table.

      The short, stout man didn’t wait for Dani to speak. He immediately said, “My manicotti was dry and tasteless.”

      Daniella inclined her head in acknowledgment of his comment. “I’m sorry. I’m not sure what happened. I’ll tell the kitchen staff.”

       “I want to talk to the chef.”

      His loud, obnoxious voice carried to the tables around him. Daniella peeked behind her at the kitchen door, then glanced at the man again. The restaurant had finally freed itself of people curious about Rafe’s temper. The seats had filled with customers eager to taste his food. She would not let his reputation be ruined by a beady-eyed little man who probably wanted a free dinner.

      “We’re extremely busy tonight,” she told the gentleman as she looped her fingers around his biceps and gently urged him to stand. “So rather than a chat with the chef, what if I comp your dinner?”

      His eyes widened, then returned to normal, as if he couldn’t believe he was getting what he wanted so easily. “You’ll pay my tab?”

      She smiled. “The whole meal.” A quick glance at the table told her that would probably be the entire day’s wage, but it would be worth it to avoid a scene.

      “I’d like dessert.”

      “We’ll get it for you to go.” She nodded to Gio, who quickly put two slices of cake into a take-out container and within seconds the man and his companion were gone.

      * * *

      Rafe watched from the sliver of a crack he created when he pushed open the kitchen door a notch. He couldn’t hear what Dani said, but he could see her calm demeanor, her smiles, the gentle but effective way she removed the customer from Rafe’s dining room without the other patrons being any the wiser.

      He laughed and Emory walked over.

      “What’s funny?”

      “Dani just kicked somebody out.”

      Emory’s eyes widened. “We had a scene?”

      “That’s the beauty of it. Even though he started off yelling, she got him out without causing even a ripple of trouble. I’ll bet the people at the adjoining tables weren’t even aware of what was happening beyond his initial grousing.”

      “She is worth her weight in gold.”

      Rafe pondered that. “Gio made the choice to get her rather than come to me.”

      Emory said, “She trusts Dani.”

      He walked away, leaving Rafe with that simple but loaded thought.

      At the end of the night, the waitstaff quickly finished their cleanup and began leaving before the kitchen staff. Rafe glanced at the bar, thought about a glass of wine and decided against it. Instead, he walked to the podium as Dani collected her purse.

      He waited for the waitresses on duty to leave before he faced Dani.

      “You did very well tonight.”

      “Thank you.”

      “I saw you get rid of the irate customer.”

      She winced. “I had to offer to pay for his meal.”

      “I’ll take care of that.”

      Her gaze met his, tripping the weird feeling in his chest again.

      “Really?”

      “Yes.” He sucked in a breath, reminding himself he didn’t want the emotions she inspired in him. He wanted a good hostess. He didn’t want a fling with another man’s woman.

      “I trust your judgment. If not charging for his food avoided a scene, I’m happy to absorb the cost.”

      “Thanks.”

      He glanced away, then looked back at her. “Your duties just keep growing.”

      “Is this your subtle way of telling me I overstepped?”

      He shook his head. “You take work that Emory and I would have to do. Things we truly do not have time for.”

      “Which is good?”

      “Yes. Very good.” He gazed into her pretty blue eyes and fought the desire to kiss her that crept up before he could stop it. His restaurant was becoming exactly what he’d envisioned because of her. Because she knew how to direct diners’ attention and mood. It was as if they were partners in his venture and though the businessman in him desperately fought his feelings for her, the passionate part of him wanted to lift her off the ground, swing her around and kiss her ardently.

      But that was wrong for so many reasons that he got angry with himself for even considering it.

      “I was thinking tonight that a differentiation between you and the waitresses would be good. It would be a show of authority.”

      “You want me to wear a hat?”

      He laughed. Was it any wonder he was so drawn to her? No one could so easily catch him off guard. Make him laugh. Make him wish for a life that included a little more fun.

      “I want you to wear something other than the dark trousers and white blouses the waitresses wear. Your choice,” he said when her face turned down with a puzzled frown. “A dress. A suit. Anything that makes you look like you’re in charge.”

      Her gaze rose to meet his. “In charge?”

      “Of the dining room.” He laughed lightly. “You still have a few weeks before I give you my job.”

      She laughed, too.

      But when her laughter died, they were left gazing into each other’s eyes. The mood shifted from happy and businesslike to something he couldn’t define or describe. The click of connection he always felt with her filled him. It was hot and sweet, but pointless, leaving an emptiness in the pit of his stomach.

      He said, “Good night, Dani,” and walked away, into the kitchen and directly to the window over the sink. A minute later, he watched her amble across the parking lot to her car, start it and drive off, making sure she had no trouble.

      Then he locked the restaurant and headed to his SUV.

      He might forever remember the joy in her blue eyes when he told her that he wanted her to look like the person of authority in the dining room.

      But as he climbed into his vehicle, his smile faded. Here he was making her happy, giving her promotions, authority, and just when he should have been able to kiss her to celebrate, he’d had to pull back...because she was taken.

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