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His words light a fire within me, as if he's touched some hidden part of my soul that has lain dormant until now. The intensity of our connection makes my heart race even faster than the workout. I glance at him, noting how his dark blue eyes seem to hold a secret promise, something that both excites and terrifies me.
"Thanks, Ty," I say, trying to catch my breath. "I couldn't have done it without your guidance."
He grins, flashing perfect white teeth against the backdrop of his well-groomed beard. "That's what I'm here for. And trust me, the more you work out, the more you'll see the benefits – not just physically, but mentally and emotionally too."
As we walk toward the exit, my body feels heavy yet alive with newfound strength. A strange mix of emotions bubbles inside me: pride, exhaustion, and an undeniable attraction to Ty. It's confusing and thrilling all at once.
"Hey, Ophelia?" Ty calls out just as I'm about to leave. "I wanted to let you know that I'm available for personal training sessions if you're interested. I'd love to help you on your fitness journey."
"Thank you, Ty," I reply, my cheeks flushed with more than just exertion. "I'll definitely think about it."
"Great. I hope to see you soon, then," he says, his voice tender and full of promise.
As I step outside the gym, my legs wobble slightly beneath me, a testament to the hard work I've just put in. But the soreness is a welcome reminder of my newfound determination and Ty's unwavering support.
I can't deny the connection I feel with him – an electric spark that ignites something within me, making everything else seem dull in comparison. It's intoxicating and terrifying all at once because I know that when I return to the gym, it won't just be for the workouts. It'll also be for the magnetic pull that draws me back to Ty, even though I barely know him.
As I walk home, I'm filled with anticipation and uncertainty. My life has taken an unexpected turn, but I find myself eager to embrace the challenge, to push myself further than I ever have before. And maybe, just maybe, I'll also discover the depths of this inexplicable attraction to Ty, a man who has seen in me something I never knew existed.
CHAPTERTHREE
Ty
The moment she walks in,it's like I've been struck by lightning. Ophelia Stewart—twenty years old, petite frame, wavy brown hair that falls just past her shoulders, and those striking green eyes. I can't tear my gaze away from her as she hesitates at the entrance of the gym. She shifts her weight nervously from one foot to the other, looking uncertain about being here. I rush over to collect her before she can bolt.
"Hi," she stammers, glancing at me for a brief second before looking back down at her feet and chewing on her bottom lip.
Fuck, baby, you're killing me.
My mind instantly imagines what it would be like were I the one chewing on that lip.
"Glad you came back." I extend my hand to shake hers. I'm normally not so formal, but I'm looking for any excuse to touch her. The moment our skin makes contact, a shiver runs through me.
Those gorgeous green eyes of hers flick up to me, and I wonder if she feels the connection between us too. I'm already obsessed with every inch of her, and we've barely exchanged words. My chest tightens, and a rush of protectiveness washes over me.
"Let's get started, shall we?" I suggest, my voice husky. Her innocence is intoxicating, and I'm desperate to see how she responds to my touch, my guidance, once again.
"Sure," Ophelia agrees, a hint of reluctance in her tone. We walk toward the equipment, and the chemistry between us is palpable, a current of electricity buzzing beneath the surface. I want her, all of her.
"Alright, Ophelia. We're going to start with some basic stretching." I demonstrate the stretches before standing behind her, placing my hands on her shoulders. The softness of her skin under my fingertips sends shivers down my spine. I steady myself, needing control. "Relax your shoulders." She immediately does as I say. "Good girl," I murmur.
Her cheeks flush a deep shade of pink at my praise, and my heart hammers in my chest. We move through the stretches, my hands never leaving her body for more than a moment. Each touch brings us closer, our connection growing stronger. She's mine, whether she knows it yet or not.
"Great job so far, Ophelia," I tell her, my voice low and gritty. "Now, let's get your heart rate up with some cardio."
We transition to the treadmill, and as she starts to jog, I stand close behind her, watching her every movement. Her form is perfect, and my obsession only intensifies. I want this woman, and I'll do whatever it takes to make her mine.
"Keep going, just like that," I encourage her, my hand grazing her lower back. "You're doing amazing."
As we continue through the workout, I see the resistance in her eyes begin to fade, replaced by enthusiasm and determination. It's exhilarating to watch her transform before my eyes, embracing the challenge and finding pleasure in her accomplishments.
"Alright, last exercise," I announce, leading her to the weight machines. I guide her through each step, my hands lingering on her body, ensuring her form is correct. The heat of her skin beneath my fingers sends jolts of desire coursing through me.
"Great job today, Ophelia," I praise her as we finish the session, feeling a sense of accomplishment myself. The endorphin rush is intense, and I'm already craving the next time we'll be together, pushing her to new heights.
"Thank you, Ty," she smiles, sweat glistening on her brow. "I really appreciate your help."
"Anything for you," I reply, my words full of promise. As she leaves the gym, my mind races with plans to keep her close, to find out everything there is to know about Ophelia Stewart.
