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“I know the restaurant business,” Theo said. “I think you’ll be fine.”
“That’s right.” I’d forgotten the times we visited his restaurant. We went there for our first date, and I’d enjoyed the food.
“I’m not a chef,” Theo said. “But I know good food. This is good.”
Axel stared at me. “Looks like it’s two to one, baby.”
“What have you got to lose?” Theo asked.
“Um, probably hundreds of thousands of euro…”
Theo shrugged. “No big deal.”
“Maybe not for you.” Rich people spent money like it meant nothing to them. My father was the same way, sometimes careless with his wealth, but never careless enough to give me a bigger piece of the pie.
“It’s settled,” Axel said. “We’ll find a bigger place. Something more appropriate for this fine cuisine.”
I brought the dishes and pans to the sink and started the faucet, letting the water run warm before soaking the sponge and squirting the soap in the center.
Axel stood across the counter from me. “What are you doing?”
My eyes lifted. “What does it look like I’m doing?”
“I have people for that.”
“It’s late, and it’s not a big deal.”
“They’ll clean it tomorrow, then.”
“I don’t mind cleaning up after myself.”
Axel came around the counter and shut off the faucet. “They had a night off because you did all the cooking. Think of it that way.”
“I can carry my own weight around here.” I turned on the faucet again.
He hit the handle and shut off the water. “If you do the cooking and the cleaning, then what do I need them for? You want them to lose their jobs?”
“No—”
“Then let’s go to bed. Your food turns me on.”
I released a chuckle. “Never heard that one before…”
“It’s true. You’re a master in the kitchen, and that’s sexy. Like watching me work out is sexy.”
“Are you a master in the weight room?”
His arm moved around my waist, and he flashed me that handsome grin. “Watch me and decide for yourself.”
We left the kitchen and headed upstairs to the bedroom that felt like a mile away. The villa was grand, grand enough to be a boutique hotel that could accommodate twenty-five guests comfortably.
“You ever think about downsizing?” I asked when we walked into the bedroom.
“Why would I?”
“Because your bedroom is a five-minute walk from the main part of the house.”
He entered the bedroom and tugged his shirt over his head, revealing a back hard with muscles that hugged both sides of his spine.
