All Chapters of Ghost Chefs: Chapter 61 - Chapter 70

"Thank you so much for today. I think I would have been bored out of my wits if I didn't have you here with me," I said to Sean as we drove down to the airport. After the interview, he had offered to take me around Seattle before going back to New York to enjoy the festive period with the promise of ensuring I had a next time. Of which, I had obliged. And thankfully, he had kept his promise and I enjoyed every bit of the time that I had spent with him.I wasn't lying when I said that I would have been bored without having him by my side. I didn't know much about Seattle and with the festive period, it was very busy. But, Sean had been a good guide as he navigated me through different stores after we had breakfast which I must say was fantastic. For a famous person, he knew his way around very well and I saw reasons why he never wanted to let go of his roots. I had bought gifts for Cassie and the three ghost brothers even if I knew that they wouldn't be able to wear them. It was the

"Panda, you're back," Calvin squealed with joy as she opened the door to the apartment, making her let out a wide smile. “Merry Christmas, Cal," she replied to him, closing the door behind her and kicking her shoes off."We all thought you wouldn't make it back today,'' Mason said, coming to stand behind his brother. “A Christmas miracle happened," she replied."Then, that's great news," he asserted. “Yes," Amanda replied, nodding her head and searching around for the third brother. “Where's Drew?" She asked them. “Oh, we haven't seen him since this morning,“ Mason quipped."I thought he went along with you to Seattle,“ Calvin mumbled. "Don't be ridiculous, Calvin,“ Amanda said with a roll of her eyes. “You know that is entirely impossible,” she added, dropping the presents she had gotten for them on the table. "What makes you think so?“ “Have any of you ever left this City since you became ghosts?“ She inquired. “Okay, you have a point but to answer your initial question, we

I glanced up from the menu to see who was apologizing to me and I came in contact with deep blue eyes that reflected the ocean. The person before me was dressed in a chef uniform and I took my time, accessing him from head to toe. His hair was a rich blonde colour and it fell over his right eye, indicating that he needed a haircut but was too busy to get it done. He had chiselled jaws and a full lip. His muscles were defined, indicating that he hits the gym often.I swallowed the lump that was forming in my throat as I admired the human specimen before me. There was no disputing the fact that Liam was a handsome man. But, he was nothing compared to Drew and his brothers. Wait a nanosecond! Where did that thought come from? I shook my head trying to rid myself of that thought. I need to focus on what was before me and make no comparisons, I told myself I smiled at Liam. “You don't need to apologize,” I told him. “It's an honour for me to be here and to have you serve me,'' I added.

He smiled at me. “You don't have to apologize. Moreover, it has been a long time already so it doesn't hurt that much anymore," he said. Well, he was a strong person if he could say such things with a straight face. I don't think I would ever be able to live with the pain of losing either of my parents. It doesn't matter if it happened two thousand years ago. The pain would always be there. “Were they able to catch the person?“ I asked. It was obvious that he was from a wealthy family and they could have found the killer by spending a little amount of money. “Yes, but he is walking and breathing freely why my mom is buried six feet deep in the ground,“ he replied, his eyes staring daggers at the wall. It was obvious that he hated the person who had caused his mother to be separated from him at a tender age but the way he said it, proved that there was something more. He had a murderous look on his face and I could see how deep his hatred for the person was. Deciding to move on t

The aroma hits my nostrils and my mouth watered at the sight of the food. I wondered if it would taste better than Drew's food. I am still yet to taste food that supersedes his. Here I go doing it again; making comparisons. I have to stop this habit if I want to move on from relying on the ghost brothers every time. Without wasting much time, I picked up the spoon and scooped a small quantity of the food set in front of me. As soon as the spoon reached its target, I could feel the different flavours of the food settling on my taste buds. I could taste the fish and the stew mixed up with the rice. It was delicious and I found myself taking another spoonful of the food. I took a sip of the wine to wash down my palate. “This tastes amazing,“ I announced, “What's the name of this dish?“ I asked him. “Fish Mappas," he replied. I searched my memory to see if I have heard of it before now but came up with nothing. "I have never heard of it before now," I informed him. “Well, it's a coco