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I hurry back inside with him chasing me, laughing. I drop into Isaac’s lap and wrap my arms around him. “I claim sanctuary!” I yell.
Isaac just wraps his arm around me and continues drinking his tea. “Leave her be, Jonas.”
“Nah, now you’ll both get sweaty.” Laughing, he wraps us both in a sweaty, meaty hug, and when he pulls away, Isaac is sighing, but I see a smile twisting his lips. Kissing the top of my head, Jonas flops back into my chair and starts to pick up my coffee as Nico comes over to put a plate on the table and extracts it, handing it to me.
“Get your own,” he tells Jonas.
“Rude, just because she has a vagina,” he whines.
“Yup.” I wink.
“Sexist,” he tells me as he gets up.
Turning on Isaac’s lap, I smile at him as he peers down at me with soft eyes. “Morning, how are you?”
“I’m fine,” he replies as he holds me closer, pressing his face into my neck and inhaling. “Better now.” His voice is husky, and it sends a shiver through me. It also doesn’t escape my notice that something hard is pushing against my ass. I wiggle to be a brat, and he smacks my thigh.
“Unless you want me to bend you over this table and fuck you before breakfast, behave,” he warns.
“No sex on the table, I just set it,” D calls without even looking.
“Party pooper!” Jonas accuses as he sits back down with a mug. “There should always be time for sex before breakfast. It’s like that fancy word for starter.”
“Hors d’oeuvre? Appetizer?” I suggest, making him grin.
“That one. See? I knew you were a genius, Nova,” he purrs, licking the rim of his mug while he watches me.
“Behave.” Louis smacks his head as he passes to pop two plates down before Isaac and me. “And you need to eat. You burned a lot of calories last night.” The satisfied smirk he wears tells everyone how I accomplished that, but they just laugh, not the least bit bothered that I’m fucking Louis now too.
No judgement, no hate, just pure acceptance, and I feel myself glowing as I tuck into the food, turning to share some with Isaac, who takes it gratefully, kissing my lips after every bite. When I look back, I find the others watching me with knowing, happy grins, and I just roll my eyes.
“So what’s on the agenda for today?” I ask when the plates are clear. It’s my turn to wash up, so I drag my feet, trying to distract them.
“I’m still waiting on any new information, so this morning we’ll train and rest,” Louis replies. “I want at least three hours of drills for everyone. We have been slacking while we’ve been on the road.”
“Oh, does that mean I get to watch you all sweaty and half naked?” I bounce on Isaac’s lap, making him groan again and grip me tighter.
“It means we get to watch you in skintight workout gear.” Nico grins, making my mouth pop open.
I gasp. “You are supposed to be the well behaved one!”
“Oops,” is all he says, sparking a surprised laugh from me.
“Wash up and then meet us outside,” Louis orders, not letting me get away from my part in the group, even though I blew his mind last night.
“Can’t I just suck one of your cocks and get you to wash up for me?” I grin.
Isaac laughs as he pushes me up, spanking me to get me moving.
“Oh, mine, mine!” Jonas calls.
“Deal—”
“No, wash up,” Louis commands, shaking his head. “Lads, back outside.”
They all grumble as they file outside, and I mutter as I clear the table and start to wash up, but I really shouldn’t have complained because I get a free show as I do. I watch them strip their shirts off and warm up before working through Louis’s drills. He does them with them as he calls them out, and I stop what I’m doing and just drool over all the tanned, exposed muscles.
I gawk, watching them do burpees, when Louis catches me and raises his eyebrows. Coughing to cover my awkwardness, I wash the pots as fast as possible and hurry upstairs. I change into some shorts, a sports bra, and a big T-shirt that I’ll take off after warming up. Once I get back downstairs, I lace up my trainers and meet them outside. I stretch and focus on warming up my body while they work on their sets, and when I’m ready, I start with the drills they did—push-ups into burpees into jumping jacks. After I’m done, I pull my shirt off and put it on the table before stepping into the sled zone which they have fashioned out of the chairs with one of the guys lying on it. I pull it back and push it, barely breaking a sweat, and then Louis pulls off the kid gloves.
