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thought to himself. Lucas was too observant. Seeing as they grew up together, it was no wonder he could read him like a book; and this was not the time he needed Lucas to think he was being troubled by some little girl.
    “Yes we are. Are you bringing Elizabeth? She called me several times looking for you. I’m guessing you never returned her calls?”
    “Not sure yet. She broke it off just before Christmas when I refused to take her shopping in London. Now she calls me every other day saying she is sorry.”
    “Well she sounded really sorry. I’m guessing it didn’t work out with Hawkins. I saw her clinging to him right around the time you left for your trip,” Lucas said as he took a sip of his beer.
    “That pompous ass? The same Tom Hawkins who lives off rich women?”
    “Yes, the one and only,” Lucas snickered.
    “Well, no wonder why her voice messages sound desperate.”
    “Speak of the devil. She coming faster than a tornado to your three o’clock.”
    A heavy scent of perfume descended upon them before the owner stood to Conrad’s right hand. “Conrad darling! You haven’t called me back,” Elizabeth pouted.
    “Elizabeth. Sorry, I have been very busy. And sorry you just caught me as I was leaving. Take care. Lucas, see you.” And with that he rushed out of the bar. By the time Elizabeth recovered and called his name, he was already at the door. Unfortunately for him, she followed him outside.
    “Conrad. I know you are in a hurry, but I think we need to talk,” she said to him. “I need to apologize. I was hasty when I broke things off with you.” She took a small exaggerated breath. “I have had time to think and I really want us to get back together,” she said with tears in her eyes.
    If Conrad hadn’t known that the tears were fake, he might have felt sorry for her. If she hadn’t snuggled with the enemy Tom Hawkins, he might have considered that as an option. If he hadn’t met the little pastry chef, he might have considered that option too. Unfortunately a lot had happened since the break up and some things were just irreversible.
    “Sorry Elizabeth. It’s too late now. I know you have moved on. Try and make things work with Tom,” he added then kissed her cheek and walked to his car the valet had just brought around. He took off before things could spiral further down. Thank goodness there hadn’t been people around otherwise they might have had to find a quiet spot to talk. He hoped she didn’t try and make contact again. He had some fun times with her.

Chapter F our
    The next morning Moira was in the kitchen by six. She had two departments that had ordered some breakfast pastries for their morning meetings. The cafeteria was opened at 7:30am, and she needed to make sure that they had enough pastries to cater to the first crowd that came in between 7:30-7:45am. The second wave usually came in between 8:15-9am then it tapered off with stragglers until 10a before they started serving the lunch crowd at 11a. She usually worked for 30-45 minutes in peace before one of her team members joined her and the other breakfast chef and his team joined. By that time she usually had a few trays baking. Since she had joined Ford Kitchens, Stu had slowly reduced the breakfast pastries he usually bought. Bread was the only item that he continued to bring in from an outside vendor. Soon her team would know how to make the usual breakfast trays of croissants, muffins, tarts, scones, cinnamon rolls and danishes, including a few gluten free options.
    Once her first trays of breakfast items were baking, Moira concentrated on her lunch items. With the cold weather today, she switched two of their menu choices and opted for something a little warmer and more filling. She had almost forgotten about Conrad King wanting to see her until her mobile broke her concentration.
    Since she needed an ally , she took a few pastries and filled a small box. As soon as she entered Janet’s office, she saw the door