She leaned in and kept her voice low.
“It’s actually Elizaveta Mariya, but I got sick of having to spell it for people. Who doesn’t know how to spell Bunnie?” she asked.
That made him laugh.
“David Stedman,” he said, pouring on all the charm. “It’s a pleasure, Bunnie.”
Oh, he was an easy one.
And stupid.
What kind of fucking mercenary used their real name? That told her everything she needed to know.
Jinxy was about to make some easy money with this one.
“Da,” she stated. “I’m from Mother Russia. I just joined here, and already, I like what I see.”
He grinned.
“I have an idea,” he said. “Since the universe decided that the workout is over, why not join me for lunch? I know this cozy little place.”
She smiled.
Oh, Jinx bet he did.
“I need to clean up. I’m a mess,” she stated. “Can I meet you after a gym shower?” she asked.
He played with a piece of her hair.
And that was why you paid for the good wigs and not that synthetic crap you could buy online.
“Absolutely. Is it a date?”
She nodded.
“Da.”
That was all he had to hear.
“Crazily, I thought coming here today would be boring since it’s empty. I was wrong,” he stated, holding out his hand to help her off of the treadmill. “Today is turning into a damn good day.”
Oh, for her, yes.
For him, not so much.
It was going to end worse than he believed. By now, he was oblivious to his surroundings, but she wasn’t. Jinx had counted all the people and knew that the men’s locker room was now empty.
There was only the woman at the desk, them, and two older women on elliptical machines.
“Same,” she stated. “I’m glad I joined.”
As they walked toward the locker room, he waved at her as she went inside, and she blew him a kiss.
Yeah, her husband would be losing his damn mind.
This dude thought he was slick, but he wasn’t. Now, Rogue…that was a slick, sexy man.
Quickly, she grabbed her things, and slipped the gun into her workout clothes as she pulled her jacket over them.
