" Are you talking about me?" Danny looked up from the pastry board, suspicion written clearly across his face.

"Just bemoaning your tragic heterosexuality," Win sighed, swinging his knives down on the prep station.

"Oh," Danny said, blinking. "Well. Sorry about that, but there's not much I can do about it."

Win waved that away. "No big. I'm not that into workplace romance, myself. "

― Louisa Edwards , Too Hot To Touch (Rising Star Chef, #1; Recipe for Love, #4)