CHAPTER 53

Here I was helping Sarah make plates for hundreds of men. She honestly deserves a lot more credit than she has received. When I finished one plate, I walked out into the long diner full of Italians speaking in their foreign language.

Finally, we finished and I sighed in contentment. I made one more plate of food before walking right back into the living room where Alex stayed perched in the coach. He was leaning back against it with one arm thrown over the back of the couch.

The minute I walked in, I could feel the heat of his eyes as he looked me up and down with a smirk on his lips. I rolled my eyes playfully at him in response before handing him the plate.

"Sarah made it. She's amazing," I told him before moving to walk away, but he latched his hand around my wrist pulling me right back.

"You know what else is amazing?" He asked a mischievous glint in his eyes to match his current mood.

"What?" I asked, trying my best not to smile as I looked at him with as much seriousness as I c