“I have on my personal profile, but it’s such a pain. To get the right cuts and angles, I have to hop between the workout and the camera and film sets over and over. By the time I’m done, I’m usually a sweaty mess.” She shifted closer, the mischief in her eyes dancing like selkies under the moonlight.
He leaned in with her. He bowed his head and let his breath coast over the delicate curve of her ear. “I like when you’re a sweaty mess,” he growled, quiet and low.
A shiver traveled from her head down through her legs. Stepping back, she tucked stray baby hairs behind her ear. “I can be more efficient with my time and my videography when I film you guys. Plus, our followers love seeing you.”
“We wouldn’t have such a huge following if you hadn’t brought your followers along.” He relieved her of her ring light and held his hand out for her phone. “How about I film you?”
Lily’s eyes grew distant again, and she caught her bottom lip between her teeth. Maybe she was thinking about the many ways he could film her, too.
“While you figure out what equipment you want to use, I’ll work on setting up your ring light.” He quirked a brow when the far-off look didn’t clear from her eyes. “Sound good?”
Lily shook her head and sucked in a breath. “Sounds good,” she echoed, then finally coming back to reality, she flashed him a shy smile. “Thanks, Kieran.”
Damn, he loved hearing his name drop from her lips.
He busied himself with unfolding the light’s tripod legs, and Lily toured the weight room, her eyes sharp. They started at the free weights and benches and worked their way through Lily’s full-body strength regimen, taking time to slow down for form analysis on dead lifts, dumbbell curls and bench presses. Then they moved on to the machines—lats, abductors and adductors, and leg presses. Each new exercise was another test of restraint. It wasn’t enough to watch her muscles quiver on her last rep; he wanted her on the bench, against the wall, in his bed.
But taking her home was out of the question. Bringing her around two days in a row would give Danny the wrong idea. He’d already seemed to hit it off with Lily during their hike. Kieran didn’t need his little brother growing too attached.
Lily dragged a stool under the pull-up bar of the cable crossover and climbed up. “I really should have done this while my arms were still fresh. I despise pull-ups.”
Kieran positioned the ring light closer to her. “Then why do them?”
“Because it was the one part of the fitness test when I could always beat the boys, and I never want to lose that.” She huffed a laugh and positioned her hands on the bar. She walked her invisible audience through proper grip and the difference between pull-ups and chin-ups.
After a few controlled pull-ups, Kieran paused the recording. “How about a wide-grip pull-up?”
Lily stared down at him as if waiting for the punch line.
When he didn’t deliver one, she shook her head and dropped back down onto the stool.
“Do I look like I have jacked lats like you?”
She might not have jacked lats, but she had a body he couldn’t get out of his head. “You’ve got to start somewhere.”
Lily shook out her wrists and glared up at the bar. “It’d be a hell of a lot easier if Neal got an assisted pull-up machine. I’m sure anyone new to working out would appreciate one, too.” Despite her hesitation, she leaped and grabbed the bar with her hands set further apart.
“I’ll mention it to Neal, but in the meantime, you don’t need one.” Kieran mounted Lily’s phone in the ring light andbacked up until her whole body was in the camera’s view. “You’ve got me.” He hit Record and swaggered toward the cable crossover. As he walked, he grabbed the back of his hoodie, tugged it over his head and tossed it aside. “Lift your legs like you’re sitting and don’t let go,” he warned her. He stepped behind her stool, glanced up at the bar long enough to gauge his trajectory and where his hands would need to land to be just outside the placement of hers. He jumped, just barely grazing her backside, and bracketed his body against hers. He lifted his knees until they touched the backs of her supple thighs.
This close, he could get drunk off the mix of her body wash and sweat.
Lily sucked in a breath, her back molding against his front. Her arms trembled next to his. “What are you doing?”
“I’m assisting you.”
“You said to keep it low-key.”
Kieran bowed his head just enough to kiss the top of her spine where the camera couldn’t see. “And you said to take risks.” He tightened his core and nudged her thighs with his. She could take the strain off the pull-up and use him as much as she needed. He’d happily be used by her. “It’s all for the views, right?”
Lily shivered. She rested her weight on his lap.
They pulled up in tandem.
“Right.”
@mrsdeanwinchester: I’m embarrassed to admit how many times I just watched this…
@pirates_swoop_gal: Lily, we all know you felt it #thatgymguy
