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staff. “You know what to do. The trays are marked with names and choice of entrée. It shouldn’t be too hard, just make sure you confirm the choice as you serve them. If you get a difficult one who claims to want something else, move along to the next one and let me know when you bring the tray back. I have extras. When you pick up the salad plates, please don’t stack them with the entrée covers, it only makes cleaning them more annoying.”
    Giving everyone a quick glance. “Yes?” She received a few knowing looks, a few nods and few who seemed embarrassed since they were the culprits from the last job. Individual humiliation was never something she would do—addressing them as a group worked just fine. “Okay, grab your trays, and let’s get this show on the road. The sooner these people are fed, the sooner they eat cake, and the sooner your jobs will be done for the night. Nimble feet and steady hands please.”
    Bringing her attention back to what she was working on, she could hear the staff moving about and collecting their trays. She felt her friend, Tessa, sidle up next to her before giving her a little hip check. “You know what? You are the nicest drill instructor out there.”
    Tori didn’t have to look at her to know she was just giving her a hard time. Tessa thought she was too nice for being the team leader, but she wasn’t someone who thought being boss meant being mean. “I only said ‘please’ once. What more do you want?”
    Tessa began placing the lids on the plates in front of them before they both started to stack them two high on the large tray to be carried out. “Personally, I think you should increase the volume of your voice and add some snapping. That would really get them fired up.”
    Tori laughed and looked at Tessa, who gave her an evil grin and nod, encouraging her to go along with her suggestions. Shaking her head, she looked back down to make sure she had the tray ready before loading it at the bottom of the cart. Standing back up, she turned to Tessa and said, “Don’t you have a tray to offload? Go on, get to it.” She made sure to raise her voice a little and snap her fingers a time or two.
    Tessa smiled as she moved away. Looking back over her shoulder she gave Tori a seductive look. “I think bossy Tori is hot .” Then she winked and walked away with her tray.
    Her wait staff was beginning to come back in with empty trays. Tori stood there, assessing the activity—monitoring. Grabbing a rag, she wiped down the surface she had just finished using when a deep voice startled her. “Excuse me, can you help me?”
    Looking up, Tori was taken aback by the giant of a man standing before her. Well over six feet tall, with broad shoulders that made the tuxedo he was wearing almost look painted on. His brown hair was longer on top and tapered closer to the head as it reached his neck. His hair trailed seamlessly into a tightly trimmed beard that cleanly outlined his strong jawline before ending at his thick, corded neck.
    Her eyes made the circuit back up to his face and found a set of bright hazel eyes taking her in. As if she couldn’t help it, she dropped her gaze to a one-sided smirk that changed his expression from intense to playful. Moments later, his full lips pulled back to reveal a hypnotizing smile that threatened her ability to breathe and had her heart picking up its pace just a bit. The smile said something, but she didn’t hear it. Snapping herself out an apparent trance, she brought her gaze back to his eyes, which were also smiling at her.
    “Hi,” the tux said.
    Literally giving her head a shake, she slipped her professional demeanor back on and responded, “Can I help you with something?”
    Again with his smile, he said, “I sure hope so.” Motioning with his thumb over his shoulder to the main room where the reception was being held, he added, “The people at my table are being a bit difficult and have asked me to come back and retrieve some