Romancing The Chef. Robyn Amos

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      Garett slung an arm around Ace’s shoulder as theyheaded inside the hotel. “So you’re denying that you’re interested in her?”

      “No,” Ace said, twisting out from under his friend’s arm. “But my interest in her has nothing to do with manufacturing a ‘showmance’ for the sake of the press.”

      “Look, if you’re going to pursue her anyway, why not kill two birds with one stone? Let your little fling work to our advantage?”

      “It’s not going to happen, Garett. That’s final.”

      Once Ronnie was safe in her hotel room, she breathed a sigh of relief. Had she and Ace really been flirting with each other?

      Never in a million years had she imagined that he could actually see her that way. Of course, circumstances were different now. She’d lost a lot of weight. Now she was finally in the ballpark of being his type.

      She didn’t know why, but that thought bothered her quite a bit. It was understandable that wearing a smaller size would make her more attractive to a wider pool of men. But she secretly wished she’d been his type before she’d lost the weight.

      Ronnie hopped into the shower and washed and dried her hair. When she came out of the bathroom, her mind was still whirling with the memory of what had happened at the pool.

      What she needed now was a bit of perspective. Picking up her cell phone, she dialed Cara.

      “Hello?”

      “Greetings from Vegas, baby!”

      “Ronnie. You made it.” Her friend’s voice sounded far away. “If you’re calling to check up on Baxter, relax. He’s having the time of his life playing with the kids.”

      “I’m so glad. But I miss my little puppy.” At eightypounds, her German shepherd was well into adulthood, but Baxter would always be a puppy to Ronnie.

      “He misses you, too,” Cara said and Ronnie heard an echo in the background.

      “Do you have me on speakerphone?”

      “Yes, I’m in the car. I’m on my way to pick up the kids from day care. A.J.’s working late today.”

      “Then I won’t keep you. You can call me back later.”

      “Wait a minute. I know you didn’t call just to say hello and good-bye. What’s on your mind?”

      “I think I’m in trouble,” Ronnie said, sinking down on the edge of her bed.

      “Oh, no. What kind of trouble?”

      “The usual. Man trouble.”

      “You haven’t been in Las Vegas for even twenty-four hours and you already have man trouble. Good for you!”

      “I’m glad you think this is funny.”

      “It’s not funny. It’s great. Who’s the guy?”

      “Ace Brown.” Ronnie flopped onto her back, staring up at the ceiling. She felt like a high school girl with a crush. It was embarrassing.

      “I should have known. He caught sight of your new hot bod and couldn’t resist you.”

      Ronnie sighed. “Something like that.”

      “Then what’s the problem? You two have been friends for years. He’s a good guy. You like him. He’s gorgeous. Sounds like a win/win to me.”

      “Yeah, but he’s always been a player. And he never showed any interest in me when I was … pleasantly plump.”

      “Ahh, I see. I guess I can understand why that would bother you. But, you’ve got to get over it. Tell me exactly what happened.”

      “Well, I ran into him at the airport, and he didn’t even recognize me. I mean I know I’ve lost weight, but do I really look that different?”

      “No, but you have to give him the benefit of the doubt. It was probably a context thing. You probably caught him off guard. He didn’t know how much you’ve changed. What happened after that?”

      Ronnie told her friend about the ride to the hotel and running into Ace at the pool.

      “Ooh, steamy. Well, he’s clearly into you. You might have actually gotten somewhere with him if you hadn’t run away.”

      “You’re not helping me at all here, Cara.”

      “What? Because I’m not encouraging you to continue your forced celibacy? No one was happier than me when you finally got Andre out of your life. But you can’t keep punishing yourself for that mistake.”

      Sure, if her on-and-off relationship with Andre Roberts had been her only mistake, maybe she could get past it. But every guy she’d dated since high school had treated her poorly. For the longest time she thought that was just how relationships were. And then her best friend found her own soulmate in A. J. Gray, and Ronnie began to realize she deserved more.

      “He wasn’t the first. I have a pattern of picking guys like Andre. How am I ever supposed to trust my own judgment again?”

      “Now that your eyes are wide-open, you’ll never let a man take advantage of you like that again. Ronnie, believe me, it’s time to get back in the game.”

      She shook her head at the phone. “No, this isn’t the right time. Maybe after the competition is over—”

      “There’s no time like the present. If you wait until after the competition … well, for one thing, Ace might not bearound. And you’ll just find another excuse to put this off.”

      “But I need to stay focused.”

      “Listen. You’re going to win the competition. But that doesn’t mean you can’t reacquaint yourself with an old friend at the same time. Just go out with him. Have fun. It doesn’t have to be a lifetime commitment.”

      Finally, Ronnie sighed, giving up. “You’ve got a one-track mind, and that track leads to Ace.”

      “Why did you call if you didn’t want my opinion?”

      “Fine. You win. If he asks me out, and that’s a big if, I won’t say no.”

      “That’s all I can ask for. Okay, I just pulled up to the school. Gotta go. But keep me updated, okay?”

      “You’ve got it. But if this turns out to be a big mistake, I’m not going to miss my chance to say I told you so.”

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