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BLADE
Before hooking up with Isabella,I never understood why people got so excited over sunny days. People had an irritating habit of acting as though life was suddenly better because the sun was shining down upon them. Life was what you made of it regardless of the weather. I never missed a workout because it was dark and gloomy. If anything, that pushed me further towards my physical goals.
But as I made my way across campus that afternoon, I finally understood what people were talking about. The sun guided my path as I counted all my blessings. I was acing every class, had scored another winning touchdown, was in peak physical condition and was having the best sex of my life. The fact that Isabella and I were connecting on an emotional level brought it all home, though. Out of all of my so-called relationships, that had never happened.
Then again, all I’d ever wanted was to get laid.
Isabella and I had plans for a study session later that night, so I swiped my card at the campus gym, eager to get in a workout. Seeing her always made my cock stir, and I needed to focus on school instead of her gorgeous body that night.
“Hey bro,” Aiden greeted me as he emerged from the men’s locker room. “If I’d known you’d be here, we could have worked out together.”
“It was kind of a last-minute decision. Where were you last night?”
Aiden winked at a brunette who came out of the men’s locker room and she smiled back. Love, err lust, was in the air. “Hooked up with a redhead from the bar and crashed at her place.”
“And let me guess. You just hooked up with that brunette in the locker room.”
Aiden raised a hand to high-five me, but I didn’t return the favor. His palm cut through the thin air. “You know it, bro. What about you? Get any pussy last night?”
Usually, I’d tell Aiden about my late-night rendezvous with Isabella in the park but quickly came up with a lie. It was odd having to continuously lie to my friends. Hell, they were probably growing more concerned by the day that my dick had fallen off or something. Maybe they’d even suspect I was secretly gay.
“Just chatted with Isabella and then went home. I was too tired from the game, anyway.”
Aiden pleaded with me to tell him the truth, “Dude, if you fucked her, just tell me.”
There was an awkward silence between us as I looked at the ground. Telling Aiden would expose my relationship with Isabella, and things were going so well that I didn’t want anything to ruin it. Aiden, specifically, would ruin everything.
So, I made up another lie. “Nope. I told you, man. It’ll happen.” I patted him on the shoulder. “Just give it time.”
“If you say so. Alright, I’m gonna head back to the house and do my homework. Later.”
I watched Aiden leave the gym, wondering just how many girls he’d slept with that semester. Unlike when I was keeping track of girls I’d gotten into bed with, I didn’t think Aiden actually kept a notebook or even stored the information in his cell phone. He was more of a ‘keeping mental tabs’ kind of guy. Regardless, hearing about his conquests only reminded me of how I’d become The Bedroom King in the first place. I realized that the same brunette he’d just hooked up with had been with me a year ago, a thought that sent shivers through my body.
I tossed my towel and water bottle next to a bench, catching a glimpse of a hot blonde jogging on a treadmill in the process. Usually, I’d make eye contact to see if she knew who I was or if she was an innocent freshman. Those were the easiest panties to drop. All it’d take was some silent flirting followed by a quick verbal exchange, and I’d have her sucking my dick in no time. I’d become a professional at finessing my way into any woman’s panties.
But the jogger could have been Miss America, and I’d still be totally invested in my workout, because nobody compared to Isabella Dayton.
Until I realized the woman jogging was, in fact, Isabella Dayton.
My heart skipped a beat as I jumped up off the bench and walked over to her, stopping in my tracks when I saw who she was with. A tall, incredibly muscular personal trainer was pulling out all the stops.
I remained hidden behind a piece of gym equipment but still close enough to overhear their conversation.
“Once you start exercising regularly, Isabella, you’ll notice subtle differences in how you look and feel. Not that you need any help in the physical department, though.”
“Oh, um, thank you. Yeah, I’m more concerned with my mental health right now.”
The trainer finished off the water in his plastic bottle before crushing it in his hand. “So, do you have any plans tonight?”
I picked up a fifty-pound weight and intentionally dropped it onto the floor, resulting in a thud so loud that all eyes were on me.
Isabella’s eyes.
The trainer’s eyes.
She waved at me before stopping the treadmill, exchanging a few words with the guy, and then rushing over to me. My eyes locked with his, and that’s all it took for him to surrender, walking away.
Total beta, I thought to myself as Isabella approached.
