After Hours With The Head Chef

Chapter One

Gordon Ramsay was smoking hot, but he was a TV Chef Celebrity and Jean Phillipe boss. And it was Jean Phillipe job to do whatever the boss told him to do. He welcomed the customers, took their orders, And even stayed till late to help clean up the dining room. Everything a good Matrde should do. But his boss the Head Chef happened to be the most sexist guy on earth. With his chest well defined and skin slightly tanned. And his blonde tousled hair that Jean Phillipe so desperately wanted to run his hands through. And those captivating blue eyes that were like the deep blue sea. Now all of Chef's Gordon sexiness wouldn't of been a problem for him, if he didn't act like he was gods gift to women, he acted like he owned the place, but that was probably because he did own the place.

Gordon never spoke much to Jean Phillipe he only dictated orders. He never even really looked at him in the eyes much either. And when Gordon did, it felt like he was looking right through Jean Phillipe. Maybe because he just wasn't the Chef's type, he knew Gordon happened to like ladies. Or maybe he wasn't good enough at being his Matrde at all.. He was rather tall with a nice trim figure. It use to bother Jean Phillipe as a teen, that he was considered so lanky and long legged, until he got older and he realised hey, men actually liked his tall trim figure. Well except his boss that is. He doubt that even if his gorgeous boss Gordon was gay, that he still wouldn't take a second look at him. His hair was wavy and naturally dark brown. And people told him he was handsome but, really he thought he was just average.

Jean Phillipe needed to go out tonight and buy a new suit for the Christmas Hells Kitchen episode. The Christmas edition was the biggest talked about episode of the year. And they had decorations, and an open cocktail bar that was being catered by hells kitchen contestants, and tonight in the kitchen the menu was all traditional Christmas food. And It would of been less stressful if Jean Phillipe hadn't been the one to organise the bar and decorations. But at least he knew it was going to be good. Sometimes when you do things yourself it is better because you know what you like. He knew what suit he wanted it had a black silk dress shirt that was slightly tight. And the trousers were made of the same silk material that clung to his shaply form nicely. He had just been waiting on his paycheck tonight as it was slightly more expensive then what he originally paid for his suits.

He was so busy checking a list of what he needed to do before the Christmas Hells Kitchen edition that he didn't hear his boss come up behind him.

"Jean Phillipe were you able to memorise all the ingredients for the cocktail bar?" Gordon asked pretending that he didn't see that he wasn't doing the job he had assigned him to do. Chef Gordon knew with the Christmas edition tonight everyone was thinking about it. And not working to the best of their abilities and that was OK as long as it didn't happen all the time.

"Yes I did Jean Phillipe replied the ingredients are on your desk."
Jean Phillipe was good at his job even though sometimes he got distracted. Gordon knew he was lucky to have him. If it wasn't for the fact that he was his Matrde. He might of actually been interested in him but, a work romance wasn't the best idea. And he has never been interested in men, only woman but Jean Phillipe made his pulse race something crazy that made him question his own sexuality.

"Thanks Jean Phillipe" he said with an impersonal voice as he went into his office.

Jean Phillipe continued making his list. The day was almost over and he was ready for the weekend. Working with a bunch of Chefs wasn't an easy task but it paid better then average so, he guessed he was lucky.