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Aidan, who had two sets of massive dumbbells in his hands, was stacked.
I mean, he’d been stacked before. But he was thinner now, his body far leaner, so I could see every damn muscle.
Every.
Single.
Muscle.
They rippled and tensed, grew taut and hard as he tugged on one of the various torture devices that I hated and refused to use. Yoga was my thing. Pilates too when I was in the frame of mind for it. Gyms were Satan’s way of trying to make humans miserable in my opinion. Still, having seen Aidan working out, I could say I was a convert.
Holy hell, how was he this ripped? And how did his clothes hide all his splendor?
I pressed my hand to my chest, the move stupid but reactive—almost like I was trying to calm my thundering heart—and that was when the pain reminded me that my hands were delicate right now. The gasp I uttered had Aidan casting me a glance in the mirror.
The ease in which he did that told me he’d known exactly where I was standing.
Had known I was watching.
Had been watching me.
Why was that hot?
"Good morning, Savannah," he rumbled in a voice that had me swallowing.
"Morning, Aidan. Do you have any ibuprofen?"
As he lowered the weight in his hand, he asked, "Where are you in pain?" His brow furrowed. "Do you need to see a doctor?" He limped over to me, reminding me that for as much as he looked strong and shredded, he was also injured.
I wasn’t sure why that made him even more attractive. It wasn’t like he needed the help, after all.
"I don’t think so. I might just need a wrist support and a splint?" I raised my hand. "I might have sprained it."
His expression darkened at the sight of the slightly swollen joint, but he rumbled, "Take a seat on the pommel horse."
The pommel horse? My brain only really processed the wordhorse.
Because this apartment was full of animals, dead (the bear) and ornamental (the weird cat,) I half-expected to see a real life one, but instead, I found the gymnastic kind. It was too high off the ground, and my ankles were tender as well so I just leaned back against the oddly dense instrument which felt weird against my butt.
Uncomfortable, I took a look around and wandered off to the massage table in the corner.
With a wall of mirrors, four shelves of different weights, then an elliptical, a treadmill, and a rowing machine, as well as a kind of frame that had loops hanging from it that could have been a sex toy but was more than likely an all-in-one gym, I quickly grew bored. By the time Aidan was trudging in, I was eager to look at him just because he was way more interesting.
"Why aren’t you by the pommel horse?"
"This is lower to the ground. It’s easier for me to lean against."
My logic must have appeased him because he ordered, "Hold out your hands," before handing me a bottle of water as well as a couple of pills.
A part of me wanted to ask what type of pills they were. The O’Donnellys sold a lot of dubious chemicals, after all.
But this was Aidan.
He was... Hell, I didn’t know what he was. I just knew he’d never hurt me.
"Are you this bossy with everyone?" I complained, even as I complied once I’d taken a sip of water and had downed the meds.
His lips twitched. "Mostly everyone."
