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She releases a breath of frustration as she's about to walk away. Instead, she stands there, awkwardly scratching the back of her hair, almost like she’s attempting to find a way out of the small talk.
“I'm just focused,” she retorts, agitated. “You should be able to understand that.”
I arch my brow. I have no problem with focus. I live and breathe what I do for a living, but at least I have a personality. This chick tries to be ugly. Gives her best attempts at seeming bland and lifeless, even emotionless. She doesn't want to be seen; in return, it only makes me want to see more.
“Alright, I’ll start,” I say, completely ignoring her whole try-to-be-short-with-me vibe. “What do you do when you get off work? When you go home and unwind. What's your go-to vice?”
Her entire body stiffens. I've hit some sort of nerve. Maybe it's the vice. That’s it. Drugs. Maybe shedoeshave a drug problem. She uses this career to proclaim health and wellness, but then heads home after a long day at work, kicks back on the couch, smokes a doobie, and plows cheeseburgers into her face while yelling at her wife to clean the kitchen. Something about the way she suddenly radiates tension has me questioning the worst. It’s definitely drugs.
“Drinking? Partying? Blissing out on Happy Meals in the comfort of your car?”
Her eyes widen and her face pales. She looks panicked, and I'm embracing the embarrassment. Without an answer, she shakes off my comment and walks toward the next machine with her notebook and pen in hand.
“So much for small talk,” I mutter beneath my breath.
She's a pretty, dirty, mean little woman.
The doorbell dings again, and I see the guy I now know to be Jaden walk in. Her face lights up in a smile as he mirrors hers. He glances at me and the smile fades.
Yeah, I may have been a little hard on him the first time we met, but fuck it. He shouldn’t have stepped in.
“Do two more sets of 20 reps, no weight,” she instructs before walking to the office.
She follows him, leaning against the door frame as they talk about something silently. I watch them from the corner of my eye as I continue my exercise. He laughs at whatever she says before walking towards her. He leans in close to her, and I swear it looks like he's going to kiss her, but she turns away, looking at me and then back.
It's clear as fucking day that he's into her. But has he seen what's beneath that ugly get-up of hers? Does he know she's a lesbian?
She finally comes back over after I'm finished with my reps.
“So, have you and your girlfriend ever eaten at that Chinese place in town?”
Her upper lip pulls up and her nose wrinkles.
“What did you just say to me?”
I roll my lips inward to hold back my devilish smirk. I’m getting my insight by pushing her buttons. Found my way under that skin again.
“Your girlfriend…”
“Ha!” she shrieks. “Unbelievable.”
I watch as she shakes her head, running a hand up her forehead and into her hair.
“I find it hilarious that because I refuse to fall for your look-at-my-body bullshit attempts, I must now be a lesbian. For your information, I happen to like dick,” she says aggressively. “A lot.”
Staring at her with a blank face, I blink slowly, awaiting the fallout from the comment.
I'm physically feeling the pain of her embarrassment as I visualize the heat traveling up her smooth neck and into her cheeks. She's mentally cursing herself out for saying dick out loud. And for the fact that she has to follow up witha lotto make a point. This is entertainment at its finest.
Before she can even attempt to backtrack, Jaden pops his head out of the staff office as she inspects that brace on my knee that’s shifted slightly with that last exercise.
“Dyl,” he rushes.
He feels comfortable enough to call her Dyl?
Dyl?!
The dude totally wants her.
