Choosing between a slender figure and delicious food is always hard. I’ve always loved to eat well, and stress relief meant sweets. But after a humiliating incident, I decided to lose weight. It turned out not to be easy, because training was accompanied by a personal trainer. He’s irresistible, arrogant, and domineering—and I’m going crazy over him. How can I resist his charm, and why do I want our workouts to become more intimate?