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millions of female viewers tuned in to Michael’s cooking show every day. He was the epitome of tall, dark and handsome, possessing a raw sex appeal that was potent enough to be felt through the television. His charming personality and culinary prowess were the icing on the cake.
    As the group of friends fumbled cell phones out of designer handbags and began snapping photos of Michael, the one who’d started all the commotion looked around the dining room and proclaimed, “I am so sorry for disturbing y’all, but it’s Michael Wolf! ”
    As laughter rippled through the restaurant, Michael casually glanced around. When his amused gaze landed on Taylor, she smiled shyly.
    He smiled back before going completely still.
    She watched as his dark eyes narrowed, then widened with stunned recognition.
    Taylor? he mouthed.
    She nodded, her smile deepening.
    After posing for a few more photos with his gushing fans, Michael excused himself and quickly made his way over to Taylor’s table. As she rose from her chair, he grabbed her in a big bear hug that lifted her feet off the floor and made her giggle.
    Setting her back down, he gave her an appreciative once-over and grinned broadly. “I’ll be damned. Taylor Chastain.”
    She grinned. “Hello, Michael.”
    “Hello to you too. Damn, girl. You look good.”
    “So do you, Mr. Celebrity Chef,” Taylor teased, playfully tweaking the top button on his white chef’s jacket. “I’d ask how you’ve been,” she added, gesturing around the packed restaurant, “but I think I can take an educated guess.”
    Michael smiled affectionately. “How long have you been in town?”
    “Just two days.”
    “You here for business or pleasure?”
    “Both. I’m doing a music residency at Emory. It ends with a concert on July fifteenth.”
    “Hey, that’s great. So you’ll be sticking around.”
    Taylor smiled. “Just for a little while.”
    Michael’s expression softened, his eyes probing hers. “Have you seen Manning?”
    Before Taylor could respond, Aidan deliberately cleared his throat and rose from the table.
    Taylor flushed. “I’m sorry. Where are my manners? Michael, this is my boyfriend Aidan.”
    She watched uncomfortably as the two men shook hands and exchanged cordial greetings.
    “Nice restaurant you have here,” Aidan remarked.
    “Thanks,” Michael said smoothly. “I’m glad you and Taylor could join us tonight.”
    “Well, everyone knows you can’t come to Atlanta without visiting Wolf’s Soul.” Aidan smiled at Taylor. “Perhaps we should make this our last pit stop before we fly back to Paris.”
    Taylor smiled too brightly. “Sure.”
    Michael nodded to Aidan. “You a musician too?”
    “Oh, no,” Aidan guffawed with a chuckle. “I don’t have a musical bone in my body. That’s probably why Taylor and I are so perfect for each other—opposites attract.”
    “Right.” Michael’s dark eyes glinted with humor.
    After an awkward silence, Taylor explained, “Aidan was kind enough to escort me to Atlanta and keep me company for a couple days before he leaves for Washington—”
    “And I’ll probably come back next weekend,” Aidan added.
    “Really?” Taylor shot him a surprised look. This was the first she was hearing about his plans.
    He smiled at her. “Of course I’m coming back. I can’t have you feeling lonely when I’m only a short plane ride away.”
    Taylor stared at him. She knew why he wanted to return next weekend, and it had more to do with him keeping tabs on her than keeping her company.
    She’d never known him to be so insecure and possessive. It was disconcerting.
    Suppressing a frown, Taylor turned back to Michael and asked cheerfully, “How’s Marcus doing?”
    Michael smiled. “He’s doing great. He and his new wife are on their honeymoon.”
    “Oh my goodness! Marcus got married?”
    “Sure did.”
    “That’s wonderful,” Taylor exclaimed warmly. “Please tell him I said congratulations.”
    “Will do. Hey,