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Evan’s phone beeps, and he glances at it. “I got a job. You want to come along, Tessa?”
“Maybe we should work on her physical training,” Dante says quickly.
“Are we doing the running attacking thing again?” I ask, worried the answer will be yes.
“No. Juststandardfitness.” Kurtis arches his eyebrow.
“Hard to decide. I think I’ve had enough karmic justice for a day or two. I choose torture number two.”
When we head back to the barracks, Evan peels off toward the garage. Instead of exercising outside, Dante ushers me inside. “I booked the gym for us today.”
“Booked?” I question.
“Yeah. We can book special times for training, or if one needs to work out in peace.”
“It can be a hostile environment if you get a lot of agents in there at once,” Kurtis explains.
He opens the door to a spacious gym, which is big enough to include a sparring area, stationary bike, treadmills, and weight machines for legs and arms. It even has a punching bag.
“Warm up on the treadmill,” Dante orders.
I step up onto the platform, but all the buttons overwhelm me.
He grins and pushes the start button for an easy walk, then he grabs some waters and puts it in my holder. “Stay hydrated.”
“Yes, sir!”
They both chuckle.
“What?” I narrow my eyes on them.
“Evan would have loved that,” Kurtis says, jogging on the treadmill beside me.
I pause for a second, remembering my flash about him. “You mean his BDSM thing?”
Dante tenses. “How do you know about that?”
“Maybe they went to a sex dungeon yesterday,” Kurtis jokes.
Dante turns his head sharply to see my reaction.
I don’t respond and study the treadmill controls. “Um… How do I make this go faster?” I click the button and begin to jog.
Kurtis busts out laughing at Dante’s stricken face. “You are killing him with suspense. Please let him know you are a dominatrix and not Evan’s submissive.”
I eye Kurtis challengingly. “How do you know I’m not a switch?”
Dante turns up his treadmill to a full-speed run.
I had my fun, but I need to let them know I’m not actuallyplayingwith Evan. “I had a vision of him as a dom. I didn’t know it was real until you said the sir thing.”
Dante slows down his running speed. “You were fantasizing about him as a dom?”
“Ugh. Not like that. I had a psychic vision. Sometimes, things just pop into my head about people. I can’t control it.”
“You seemed to know about the lifestyle.” Kurtis raises a curious brow.
“Enough about my sex life,” I reply. “Besides, I know about a lot of subjects, but that doesn’t mean anything. I know about politics, but that doesn’t make me a politician.”
