Chosen

Four - Emily

It has been a week since the incident and my knee and abdomen are all back to normal. Mason has been helping me to stretch and roll it out. He has been extra nice around me. We usually have a competitive and sarcastic nature around each other but he has been extra sensitive and sympathetic.

I got my stitches removed and I no longer needed my brace. Today was the day I worked out with Mason. He promised me we would spar but after another week if i do okay with working out.

I have had bad injuries in the past but it has never been this bad. I have broken and buried tons of bones and passed out a ton but I have never ended up in the medical bay.

I threw on a black sports bra and tight black spandex that were at a questionable length that I find flattering and throw on my black puma workout shoes as I
walk out of my room with my phone and Air pods in one hand and my Hydroflask in the other. I walk down the long hall downstairs to a tall black door that has rectangular, white frosted windows that look almost identical to the one for my room but much taller. I push down the cold gray handle and push it in to open the door. It reveals a sitting Mason on his phone on the height bench. I walk in silently and walk over to him and set down my things on the bench. He turns his phone off and sets it down along with his Airpods next to my stuff.

"I am liking the length of those spandex Miss. Cortez" He says in a mischievous way checking me out, noticing my outfit. We have known each other for a while now and we are getting married so we have to learn to love each other. It's the little things and gestures that make us fall harder for each other even more.

"You mean Mrs. Diaz" I say with a matching mischievous smile back knowing it would melt his heart, in a good way.

"I like the sound of that. '' He says in a heavy tone keeping his mischievous tone as he stands up and pulls me into him by my waist, our lips inches away from each other. I could feel his soft breath as I stared into his vibrant green eyes. I would give anything to stay in this moment forever but I am dying to beat his ass again in sparring but that means I really have to push myself during workouts and training. I pull away grabbing my Hydroflask to take a swig before we start despite every bone and neuron in my body telling me not to. I take a swig as Mason stands there with a longing look disapproving my actions.

"Lets fuck this up. I can't wait to knock your ass out in sparring. I miss the ring" I announce jumping up and down lightly showing my excitement.

"I know you miss it, but we have to get you back to normal all the way before I throw you into a sparring match" He replies with a note of concern as he grabs his phone to check the time.

"Fine, let's get it" I say, fired up with a playful mischievous look. I walk over to the wall with floor to ceiling mirrors. I go over to the IPad on the wall that is connected to the surround sound system. I click my workout playlist on Apple Music and the room becomes flooded with music. I started over to the door flipping off all four switches, turning off all the lights. All that is left to illuminate the room is the giant windows on the opposite side of the gym. Mason is waiting for me over by the open area I created for my tumbling. He sits straddle legged, leaning back on his arms. He was staring at me strutting around the gym turning on the music and turning off the lights how I like it. He had an urgent look like he wanted to rip all of my clothes and kiss every inch of me. I walked over to him and planted a kiss on his lips and matched his sitting position. I begin to stretch as does Mason. I have shown a lot of weakness and vulnerability these past few weeks. It is new to me but I know it's not me and I don't like it. I am going to workout and train with Mason and get fully back to normal and I can't wait to rock Mason's shit and get back to being that bad ass bitch.