Because part of me likes the idea way too much.
“Maybe,” I say. “You go ahead. I’ll wipe these down and return the dumbbells.” I gesture to the benches.
“Okay. Thank you.”
She takes her water bottle and disappears down the hallway. Leaving me standing beside the weights.
Watching her walk away.
“Hey, Doc.”
She looks over her shoulder. “Yeah?”
“I’ll see if I can light a fire under the students. Get a few in here tomorrow morning.”
“I’d appreciate that.”
The second the door closes behind her, I release a slow breath.
Shit.
I enjoyed this way too much.
All of it.
Every single second.
And that’s dangerous.
She’s Jovie.
She’s Cabe’s history.
Maybe his future.
I place our dumbbells back on the rack and spray down the leather before gathering my things and heading for the exit. Making a mental note to switch my workouts to after dinner.
There cannot be a next time.
Not in a sauna.
Not alone.
Not anywhere that makes it easier to forget who she is.
Or who she might still belong to.
I step outside into the cool Wyoming morning.
Voices carry from the open doors of the dining hall as students finish their breakfast.
Thank goodness classes start soon.
I head for my cabin to change and get to the arena. Exactly where my focus needs to be.
Not on Jovie.
And definitely not on how much I’m looking forward to seeing her in the middle of the night.
