After they warmed up, Elsa made her way to the changing rooms, grabbed her stuff, and waited outside for Noah.
She didn’t have to wait long. Neither of them had changed out of their workout gear. There was no way she was going to take a shower here.
She hated the feel of exposure while everyone was moving around.
They headed out, dumped their bags in their cars, and walked toward the deli.
Elsa was starving. She looked forward to finding out what Noah thought of her diet.
Personally, she didn’t think it was all that bad. Yes, there were a few snacks and stuff she could cut out, which she’d do easily.
The deli was busy, so they stood in the queue together.
“What are you in the mood for?” he asked.
“Seeing as you’re the guy in charge of my diet, why don’t you order for me?”
“Will do. Do you want to go and get us a seat?”
“Sure.” She left the queue, and found the private table toward the back.