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Remi barked out a laugh.
“Ooooh, sounds like someone has a crush,” Harlan sang.
I threw a noodle at him, which smacked him right on the forehead. He grimaced. “Fuck off. Both of you,” I muttered.
Harlan and Remi snickered, but Elliot shot me a knowing look. I sighed. If his look was anything to go by, it meant I was already a fucking goner after just meeting her once.
I was fucked. And I wasn’t sure how I felt about that because I wasnotin the business of settling down.
A man like me wanted his options open. But damn if I wasn’t going to see how close I could get to her.
* * *
The shower beating down on my tense muscles felt blissful after the hard day I’d just had. I hated rush jobs, even if they did pay exceptionally well. It just meant hours upon hours of back-breaking work. Which was why I wasjustnow getting into the shower at nine at night.
Sighing, I turned the water off and stepped out onto the black bath mat. I’d had plans to check out the gym after work—and hopefully run into Mikayla while I was out—but I wasn’t sure if I could manage it. I’d forgotten to ask for her name earlier, but I’d gotten it from the kid working the window when it was my turn to order and get my food.
Mikayla’s smile suddenly popped into my mind, the way it was like sunshine beaming on me. I could still feel the way her soft breasts felt pressed against my chest. How soft her skin was beneath my palms.
Fuck it. I was going to that damn gym. Didn’t matter how damn tired I was.
I quickly donned a pair of sweats and a t-shirt before heading out of my room. Harlan and Remi had already turned in for the night, and Adler, Seb, and Elliot had gone straight home from work. These days, the clubhouse was quieter than it ever had been, but it was nice. I loved seeing my brothers find their perfect women and raise beautiful families. And I loved those kids to pieces.
Didn’t mean I wanted any of my own, but nieces and nephews were perfect. I could return them whenever I got tired of them.
After pulling my bike keys out of my pocket, I walked out of the clubhouse doors and over to the bikes. Once the engine was started and my helmet was strapped to my head, I pulled off the gravel lot and hit the highway into Sandersville.
Here was to hoping the woman occupying all my thoughts today was still working.
* * *
I wasn’t sure how someone managed to accomplish giving a warm, soothing vibe in a gym, but damn if Mikayla hadn’t accomplished just that. I didn’t feel dreadful walking through the glass doors of her gym. I felt at ease. The lights were dim but not to the point it was hard to see, soft rock music played from the speakers overhead, and the walls were done in darker tones.
“Hey!” Mikayla exclaimed as she popped out of her office. She looked tired but happy and still just as beautiful as she’d been earlier. “I didn’t expect you to come today.”
I shrugged, a smile tilting my lips. “My curiosity got the best of me. Mind giving me a tour?”
“Of course!” She stepped up to my side and began walking me around the gym, telling me her vision as she went. She was so beautiful and animated as she talked that I didn’t dare open my mouth for fear of ruining the excitement she had thrumming through her. It was beautiful. Captivating.
An artist would kill to paint her like this.
“Was my tour enough to convince you to get a membership?” she asked once we were beside her office door, her eyes sparkling. There was a teasing note to her voice, but I could tell she was serious, too. And why shouldn’t she be? She was running a business.
I hummed and glanced around before looking back at her. “If I sign a membership, what do I get in return?”
Her cheeks flushed the slightest bit red. My heart skipped a beat in my chest. I desperately wanted to see the other parts of her body turn that color too as I worshipped her.
I bet she’d taste like pure sin.
“What would you like?” she asked, her voice a bit breathy and low.
Christ, she was killing my cock. It was a miracle she hadn’t noticed how hard I was.
Unable to help myself, I stepped closer to her, settling a hand on her hip. Her breath hitched in her throat. “How about a date?” I asked her, shooting my shot. I didn’t like wasting time. When I saw someone I wanted, I went after them full-speed ahead.
She licked her lips. My gaze flicked to them for a moment before I forced my eyes back on her stunning blue eyes. That rare color was now my favorite, and I knew it could never be replicated.
“A date it is,” she murmured.
