Mark Jacobs is a Chef with three Michelin Stars after his name. He is head chef and owner of a fancy New York Restaurant and is best friends with a Billionaire Journalist.
He meets Aussie Model Amber Bishop and the two bond over their mutual...
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Ok if I'm going to lunch with Mark it means cancelling my plans with Maddie. I hope she is ok with it. I know she misses Dylan.
The lift doors click open and I step out and head towards the studio. I walk passed Nicole who is looking majorly stressed out I'm guessing Mrs Washington has given her a thousand jobs to do this morning. The studio door is open as models and photographers are coming in and out.
"Morning Amber"
"Oh morning Matt" he is my favourite out of the InStyle photographers. Maybe because he was the one to suggest me to Mrs Washington.
I grab my first outfit off the rack and get changed. When I come back out Maddie enters with Dylan and three Starbucks coffees.
"Dylan hey! You're back," I say making my way to them.
"Hi Amber. Couldn't stay away" he wraps his arm around Maddie pulling her into his side. So sweet!
"Got enough coffee Mads?"
"One if for you" she hands me the steaming paper cup.
"I can't do lunch today" the two of us say in unison. We laugh.
"Mark?"
"Dylan?"
"Why don't you and Mark come over for dinner?" Maddie suggests.
"Really? That would be great." I reply, "Hey aren't you wearing the same clothes as last night?"
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I have never had a girlfriend. Ever. I'm a serial first dater but when I met Amber something in me snapped. I wanted to be with her. To touch her, to kiss her, even just to see her. We even did the whole valentines thing. I cooked for her. Prepared at least twenty dishes all involving chocolate and she made me a very happy man with lingerie that her and 'Victoria' have been keeping a secret. It was low key but it suited us. Amber has changed me, suddenly I'm the guy who texts someone 'goodnight' every night. Except last night... I know that is why she was disappointed. Stupid Dylan I was helping him with his late Valentine's surprise for Maddie and completely spaced. I step into the lobby of the InStyle building and see Amber chatting with a group of other models my steps slow as I get closer, taking a chance to eardrop.
