Tempting Donovan Ford. Jennifer McKenzie

looked like before. A designer would eradicate all the good years La Petite Bouchée had experienced. The happy memories that used to fill the space before time and customers began to slip away.

      She wanted to bring that back, to revive the space, not revolutionize it. “Part of the restaurant’s heritage is in keeping things the same. If you change it too much, it’ll just be like any other restaurant.” It was a good point and one Julia was prepared to make over and over until he got it. “People will have no reason to come here.”

      Donovan glanced around the room, which had emptied out completely while they talked. “Is anyone coming here now?”

      She bristled at that. “They come. Just not often enough.”

      “Exactly.”