My phone buzzes with her number and I drop her a message.
Me
Well, hello you. R x
A hard gymwork out has me dripping and my trainer is sitting there with a silly smile on his face.
“Fuck you.” I flip him off as I pat my face down with my towel.
“Felt good though, right?”
“Yes.” I am still breathing out my ass, my hand curled on my hip.
“What are your plans? I want to get you back into some form of routine now the season is back up and running.”
“Great.” I roll my eyes. “And not a lot, you know me, head down and focused on the season. I need this to be my year.”
He nods. “I think it will be, but we need to make sure you’re fitter than you have ever been.”
A smirk tugs at the corner of my lips. “Going to be hard.” I wink and he stands up, shaking his head as he stuffs his gear in his bag.
“Be careful of your big head on your way out.” He chuckles.
I laugh loudly as I drag my tired legs towards the shower when I hear the sound of footsteps approaching.
I give Dane a look and he shrugs. No one else was booked into the gym when we booked our slot. I had messaged Athena and invited her to watch in on the session, but she never replied so I assumed she was busy.
“Oh.” Her voice floats around the changing room and I stand a little taller, my shoulders rolling back ever so slightly.
“You’re late.” I smirk, dropping the towel into the dirty laundry basket then gripping the hem of my tank and lifting it over my head.
Her eyes widen, and she clutches her notepad and laptop close to her chest. Her gaze slowly roams over my body, her cheeks turning a pretty pink. I love that I have made her blush.
“Nice to meet you, I’m assuming you’re Athena,” Dane says, pushing to his feet and holding his hand for her to shake, which she does.
“Er, yeah, sorry… I… erm?” She looks over her shoulder then back to me.
Her brown curly hair sits just past her shoulders, her nose crinkled. She is dressed in a plaid skirt and vest top. She looks cute.
“I got caught on a call with my agent, sorry.” She winces, her foot twisting in as she leans against the doorframe.
“It’s fine,” I say as Dane sits back down on the bench. “I’ll be back at it tomorrow,” I offer, shrugging a shoulder.
“Okay,” she says in a breathy tone, and I watch as her eyes lock on mine. “I’ll see you then…” She trails off and slowly turns her upper body.
“I’m just going to jump in the shower, give me ten?” I call out and I’m not sure why. I have nothing else planned, but I didn’t want her to go, weirdly.
She spins to face me again.
“Speak to Dane whilst you wait, he can give you some bits on my workout and diet if you want to jot that down,” I say as I walk away and head for the shower. I can feel her eyes on me, and I would be lying if I said I didn’t love it.
Lathering up my skin, I rub against the aches that are already presenting themselves. My mind flickers to her, sitting just outside the shower room whilst I am in here, sudding myself.
The way she looked at me, those brown eyes all wide as she took every inch of my sweaty skin. Goosebumps prick at the base of my neck but I shut the intrusive thoughts down when they slip in about what we could get up to if she allowed it, butI have to remember we work together. She is forbidden and it doesn’t matter if I find her attractive or not, I have to keep things professional. I broke off one relationship because I wanted to focus on my career, I am not about to fuck it all up because of a pretty girl.
Turning the shower off, I grab the towel and wrap it around my waist. Reaching for a smaller one, I run it over my hair before dumping it in the laundry bin and pad towards the changing room. She is sitting all pretty, pen resting on her full bottom lip as she listens to Dane’s lecture about my routine. They’re currently on the neck exercises and what I have to do to make sure my neck is strong enough to take the G-force of the car when racing.
I clear my throat and it’s like I want her looking at me like she wants me. I get a hit from it. It’s the only form of attention I am letting myself receive this season.
