“I’ve always wanted a fitness coach,” I said wistfully. “But I was never brave enough to find a gym. I was too self-conscious about my less-than-fit body.”
He swallowed a large bite of his burrito before he answered, “Private gym. Private coach.”
God, I wanted to take him up on his offer.
I wanted to learn how to be fitter, stronger, and healthier.
The man was obviously well-versed in all things fitness, but…
“It will take time out of every weekday for you,” I protested.
“I’m there in my gym every morning anyway,” he countered. “It’s not exactly a sacrifice for me.”
I stabbed at my lettuce as I replied, “It’s still a lot. What do you get out of this deal?”
He shrugged. “You could ditch a future new client for me and evaluate one of my prospective investments instead.”
I let out a frustrated breath. “I already told you that I plan on taking you as a new client soon.”
That wasn’t afavorthat I’d be doing for him, either. My services weren’t exactly cheap, and I did have room for him as a new client because I was wrapping up a ton of projects.
He shot me a mischievous grin that brought a massive lump into my throat before he suggested, “Bump me up tonextin line for a project. I have one prospective investment that I really need evaluated sooner rather than later.”
That teasing look was freaking lethal, and it got to me.
I had a feeling that Cole Remington didn’t shoot that heart-stopping smile to just anyone.
I took a deep breath and discovered I just couldn’t say no to this man.
He was offering me something I really wanted, and I was trying to learn how to seize the moment and change my negative thinking about myself.
Seeing him every weekday morning was probably dangerous for me.
Cole Remington was almost irresistible, but I was going to have to learn how to control my lust when he was around. This would probably be a good opportunity to try to get used to his ridiculous hotness.
I’d see him every weekday morning.
He’d be my advisor.
Certainly that would help me get over my body’s heated reaction to him every time I saw him.
I’d figure out something nice I could do for him in the future.
Giving him priority treatment on a project was nothing special.
“Deal,” I said in a rush before I could stop myself or make up excuses as to why I couldn’t take him up on his offer.
It really wasn’t abadidea, if I disregarded the fact that I was massively attracted to him. I’d be getting a huge benefit while I tried to achieve a future goal of mine.
I wanted to be friends with Cole Remington, and that was exactly what I was planning to do in the future.
Cole
I took a swig of my beer at The Mug And Jug later, thoroughly disgusted with myself.
What in the fucking hell had I been thinking?
I’d blown my entire plan to stay away from Lauren when I’d made that offer to her at dinner tonight.
