Page 58 of On His Terms

“Carbs are my favorite foods.”

Inside the cozy building, he was warmly greeted. “Alex!”

The woman rounded the counter to kiss his cheek.

“Daniela, please meet Chelsea.”

Immediately, Chelsea was swept into the woman’s welcoming arms.

“Daniela and her husband own the restaurant. They are originally from Brooklyn.”

“Seriously?” Chelsea asked, delighted. “Does that mean you make New York style pizza?”

“It does.” The woman grinned.

“This is why I’m here once a week,” Master Alexander confirmed.

“How soon can we order?” Chelsea teased.

Even though there was a waiting line, Daniela showed them to a private alcove. Knowing the owner clearly had privileges.

“Something to drink?” she asked.

”Your choice.” Master Alexander met her gaze.

Chelsea knew his rules about drinking and sceneing. Though a glass of chianti appealed to her, she was interested in what he had planned. “How about a soda?” Something sweet and syrupy, a rare indulgence, just like the dinner.

"Pellegrino for me.”

As Chelsea attempted to get comfortable on the plug, Daniela returned with the beverages and a basket filled with warm, yeasty garlic knots.

“This place must be what heaven is like,” Chelsea exclaimed, placing one of the small treats onto a plate.

“I’m glad you’re happy.” Daniela smiled then looked at Alexander. “Much better than your ex-wife.”

Without another word, she bustled away.

Her curiosity sky-high, Chelsea offered the plate to her trainer.

“You remembered.” He nodded, and his voice held a note expressing his pleasure. “I know it may not come naturally to you, Chelsea, but you are learning fast.”

He offered the plate back to her.

“Sir?” She drew her eyebrows together.

“It matters that you thought to do it. Enjoy.” He helped himself to one of the rolls.

Her first bite was amazing, pure buttery goodness, everything she could hope for. “This is wonderful.”

“I’m glad you’re happy.”

“You can’t seriously come here often.” She slid a glance over his lean, sexy body.

“Followed by a workout the next morning.”

“I bet.” She slid her plate to one side after only two small bites.

“Eat up.” His grin was wolfish. “You’re going to need your stamina.”