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And I know the truth now.
If I could do this to Blossom…who knows what I could do to Mandy?
Perhaps I need a break from Black Rose. Perhaps I need a break from sex altogether.
Biggest thing of all?
I need a break from Mandy.
Chapter Nineteen
Amanda
Michael asks for my number and offers to take me home.
I give him my number but decline to let him take me home. I’m not ready for him to know where I live, and I’m certainly not ready to get into a car with him alone.
I don’t ask if he has a car. Most likely we’d share a cab, he’d see me up to my apartment, and then leave. He’s been a gentleman all evening. I have no reason to think he’d act otherwise. However, despite what Jackson thinks of me, I’mnotinnocent and naïve. I know better than to let a man see where I live when I just met him.
“I need to be going, then,” he says. “I have an early appointment tomorrow.”
“On a Saturday?” I ask.
“Yes. I’m a personal trainer.”
Funny. I haven’t asked him what he does until he just volunteered. Frankie and Gigi were talking up such a storm at the table, I didn’t ask anyone anything.
“That’s so interesting,” I say. “Where do you work?”
“At the gym around the corner. Body Flex.”
“I go there every once in a while,” I tell him. “I don’t have a membership, but that’s Frankie’s gym. She gives me a free pass every now and then.”
“That’s strange. I’ve never seen her there.”
“Honestly, I think she just goes and sits in the steam room. I mean look at her. She hardly needs to work out.”
“Neither do you,” he says.
“I could lose a few,” I say.
“You know,” Michael says, “I think you look perfect the way you are. But if you want to tone up a little, I can help you with that. I won’t even charge you for the first session.” He smiles.
That’s not a bad idea, especially with Frankie’s wedding coming up. I wouldn’t mind my arms and legs looking a little more buff as I strut down the aisle in that plum dress.
“Okay. I’ll see if Frankie has another pass.”
“You don’t need to. I’ve got your phone number. I’ll email you a few passes. Just give me a call when you want to come in. Free first session.”
“Actually…how about tomorrow? I’m free.”
“Sure. I’m free after two p.m. Want to meet at the gym then? Around three?”
“I’d like that.”
He fiddles with his phone. “I just texted you a pass. See you tomorrow. I’m sorry I have to leave so early, but I have this one client who loves to start at six in the morning.”
“I understand.”
