Chapter 29: If I'm Flirting, I'm Flirting with You

Lewis Casson set down his chopsticks, a half-smile playing at his lips as he studied the man. "You really want to try my cooking?" The man nodded vigorously. He was a die-hard foodie, and after seeing all those top chefs fawn over Lewis, he was dying to know what it tasted like. Lewis's grin turned wicked. He held up a finger. "Simple. Ten million dollars a dish. Order as many as you want; I'll make them." "What?" The man yelped, stumbled back a few steps, and glared at Lewis. "Ten million a...