Chapter 7

“You don’t have to become life partners just because I want to introduce you,” Marzipan continued, after I had gone several beats without responding. “I just thought maybe you’d like to sample a new dish from the man buffet that is your life. You can always go back for something else if it doesn’t satisfy.”

A dyed-in-the-wool monogamist, Katie burst out laughing at this description of my dating style. “And it sounds like this Chris guy might be all you can eat!” she cracked, getting into the spirit.

Annoyed, I furrowed my brow at her. “I don’t know,” I said. I purposely tried to sound more reluctant than I was starting to feel, largely to make it clear that Fat has never been a flavor I’ve even been curious to sample.

When the bell over the door rang out, announcing the arrival of our breakfast, I muttered to Marzipan, “If you must set me up with one of your employees, couldn’t it be one of the Hot Twins?”