A Chef in Silk

Stella

Before I even have the chance to resist, I’m being shoved down into my office chair. Tessa grabs my makeup bag off the floor while Piper practically rips my hair out of its tight bun and gets to work.

“Ow—hey!” I whine as she begins brushing my hair. “I can handle myself! You guys don’t need to be doing this!”

“Well, too bad,” Piper says with a smirk. “We’re giving you a makeover, and you’