When Olivia arrived at Marquis at nine o’clock on the dot Wednesday morning, she was surprised to walk into the door and see Luke standing there in a chef’s coat, talking to several others who were similarly attired. It only took her a couple of seconds to realize the man wasn’t Luke at all, he just looked a hell of a lot like him. All of them looked up when she came in and she smiled, trying not to show how unnerved she was by how much Luke’s brother, because he had to be Luke’s brother, looked like him. Same broad shoulders, although a slightly less muscular build than Luke, a similar haircut but more clean-shaven on his face, and the same bright blue eyes.

“Hello,” she said, smiling and moving towards them, her hand already lifting to shake. “I’m Olivia Williams, I manage the upstairs portion of Marquis.”

All of them would have a vague idea of what that meant because they’d all signed non-disclosure agreements. Unfortunately, Patrick hadn’t been able to find any kinksters who wanted to work in the kitchen area—plenty of the servers and busboys and one of the managers were kinky, but there were a lot of newbies signing NDAs too.

“Well hello,” Nick Davis said, his blue eyes lighting up as he stepped forward to take her hand. “I’m Nick Davis. I believe you know my brother Luke.”

Olivia didn’t bother to tell him that she already knew exactly who he was—and had read through his background check. She did fight down a smile when he immediately brought up Luke, realizing he must have mentioned her to Nick at some point. Which definitely did not make her feel all warm and kind of fluttery inside. Nope. Definitely, definitely not.

De Nile was a river in Egypt and she wasn’t just swimming in it lately, she was drowning in it.

“Yes, we’ve met,” she said, as coolly as she could without being rude, pulling her hand back and preparing to turn and greet the woman standing beside Nick.

The man dropped her hand, but immediately spoke again, still grinning as he studied her. “I told him I’d put in a good word for him. I know as a younger brother I might have a slight case of hero worship, but he really is a great guy.”

Well that was just too cute for words, and Olivia was having an even harder time with the smile threatening to curve her lips. Nick had the same charm as his older brother and just as much confidence, even if he was lacking the immediate mutual attraction she’d felt with Luke.

“Yes he is,” she agreed, and Nick’s eyes lit up for a moment before she turned away from him and shook hands with the woman beside him—Avery Kzmarscki, sous chef.