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"Get a suit and join us, girlie!" one of the ladies called but I laughed and shook my head.
"No swimsuit, sorry," I offered. "I think there are rules against skinny dipping."
Tate made a choking sound as the women cackled.
"I don't mind, it'll remind me of what my boobs used to look like instead of these wrinkly things," another lady called as she slapped her breasts.
Dear god, save me.
"Grace!" Tate gasped in horror and she utterly lost it, sending out a wave of laughter through the entire group. I winced, realizing I'd one hundred percent derailed this class.
He'd ban me from the gym for good at this rate.
"My tits never looked this good. I was barely a b cup," another huffed out, she and Grace dissolving into another fit of laughter. "Appreciate them while you have them, girlie!"
"You ladies are great for a girl's confidence," I called back.
"Girl, be confident, life is short!"
Tate met my eyes again and I mouthed a ‘sorry.’ The corner of his lips tipped up on one side, his version of a smile.
It made him look even sexier. The fact it was for me was even better.
God, I had to get away from here before I embarrassed myself.
"Okay, ladies, last one, circle up!" Tate roared over their chatter, all business again. It was funny how they goaded him, the perfect contrast to his eternal grumpiness.
They followed his lead and started walking in a giant circle in the pool, a few of them linking arms as they went for support. They were adorable and hilarious and I kind of wanted to join them.
Tate finally let out a sharp whistle and climbed out of the pool. Again I found myself forcing my inner succubus down. He was even better when his swim shorts were plastered around his hips and outlined a dick girls dreamed about. I didn't have a lot of relationships to compare it to, but he outsized every fucking one of them.
When he reached me I was ready to fan myself and trying not to show it.
"Sorry," I squeaked out but he just shrugged.
"That's just how this group is, no worries. Though I doubt they’ll let you out of joining them at least once," he mused. "They're relentless."
"They seem fun, I'm not opposed," I said, waving at Grace and her friends as they left, wiggling their bushy eyebrows at us as they hobbled to the locker room.
"We meet every Thursday at two," he said. There was a challenge in his expression and I snorted.
"I'll keep that in mind," I mused. "Now, how do you feel about helping me make some flyers? If you don't have time, I understand, I'm just barely past Word on my graphic design abilities."
He blinked at me for a solid minute before answering.
"Meet me out front."
With that, he simply turned and walked away. His hands hovered in front of his trunks and I couldn't help it that my eyes went right for it.
Was he turned on?
My lips quirked up as I met his gaze and he narrowed his eyes at me before turning and rushing out.
Fuck, it had been far too long since I'd had good sex, if ever. The way I wanted him to throw me up against the lockers was insane.
Get it together, girl.
Now that he was gone I walked out of the door and down the hall, trying to remember where to turn. Of course, I ended up turning the wrong way. The door I pushed open was not the lobby, but a weight room.
