Love of the elite

Five

I go into my bedroom to change out of these fancy clothes. I decide on plaid pyjama bottoms and a white vest top (tank top). Then I make my way into the kitchen again.

"What are you even making anyways?" I quiz him.
"Caesar salad, want some?"
"Yes please"
"Okay I'll make extra" he gives me a small smile and takes another chicken breast out of the fridge. I give him a small smile, grab my laptop from the breakfast bar and sit on the sofa to finish up some work I have to do.

I type and type for half an hour until Tristan finishes frying the chicken.
"Smells good" i compliment his food as I set the 'table' (in reality it's just our kitchen island because we have no guests over)
"Thank you Evie" he replied and place sour plates on the placemats I just set down.

"So did you teach yourself how to cook" I ask him in attempt to make conversation.
"Mostly my grandmother" he answers. One thing about Tristan is that he doesn't like talking much. He just gives straight, simple answers. It's kind of frustrating but I take it as a hint that he doesn't feel like talking and eat the rest of the dinner in mostly silence.

"I'll wash up" I tell him, there's not many dishes anyways. He nods and disappears into his bedroom.i scrub each dish with soap and lay that on the dish rack.

It's now 9:30pm and I gather he won't be coming back out of there for the rest of the evening so I decide to put something on the tv whilst I finish working.

It's around 10pm when I remember that there's a training session Tristan and I need to attend tomorrow at 9am, I need to be well rested so I turn off the tv, shutdown my laptop, switch off all the lights and head to bed.

6:30 am the next day

I wake from my sleep, I'm kind of nervous for the first partner combat training session. Yes, I have been to training sessions, but not with a partner, I've never had a partner in this field of work before.

I roll out of bed and head into the living space for breakfast. I grab a piece of bread from the bread bin and put it in the toaster then grab an avocado and pull the seed from the middle. Tristan's door clicks open and our walks a groggy, messy haired, shirtless Tristan. Is it bad to say I'm very attracted to him right now?

"Morning" I mumble as I spread the avocado over the piece of toasted bread.
"Looking forward to training" i ask and take a bite of my breakfast.
"Nope, I've been through it three times, it's you that needs to learn, not me" He explains. Moody Tristan must be back. I don't say anything and finish my breakfast before heading back into my room to take a shower and get ready.

I get dressed into a training outfit, tie my hair up and brush my teeth. Once finished I head into the living room to wait for Tristan.

Turns out I didn't have to wait, because Tristan was already waiting for me in the living room .
"Are we driving together or separately?" I question him then add "I don't mind either" I tell him.
"Separately, I have something I need to do beforehand" he explains. I nod and tell him I'll meet him there before grabbing my keys, a coat and heading out.

I am driving in the urus, I'll only use the agency car on missions, I'm not risking the same damage I did to my Porsche to my urus.

I switch on the ignition and drive out of the parking lot. The drive is about and hour to the training centre. It's on at the very north of London and our apartment is very much central.

I commute on the long drive. Blasting music and singing my heart out. However I can't help but think about a certain shirtless someone from this morning.

Once I get there I park up and look around for Tristan's mclaren. It's not here. He did mention and errand though.

I decide to not wait around and head into the reception.
"Hi, I'm here for a partner training session" I tell the man at reception.
"Name?"
"Agent Kennedy, agent number EK33"
"Ah yes I see, your session is with Agent AT33, where is he?"
"Not here yet, he had an errand"
"That's fine, you can wait in the seating area over there"

I wait for Tristan for about 10 minutes before he walks through the doors, I stand up to greet him.
"Tristan" I call. He sees me and walks over to me. He puts his chest against mine and whispers in my ear.
"It's Atwood in the workplace, don't you dare call me Tristan at work again, got that?" Even though he's whispering, his voice has suddenly became violent. I don't know whether it'spp my gf
because of me or something before he arrived, who knows?

I nod and walk with him to the reception.
"I'm here" he tells him With a rude tone and pulls me through the doors near the desk.
"Stop being so rude Atwood" I say, cautious of what I call him.
"I'll do what I want, now let's get this first session over with, we already have another week or maybe more, I'd rather them go by quick" he expresses his opinion and I agree with him as much as I would not Like to admit that right now as he is being and ass.

Atwood guides me through the Halls of this place, he knows where he's going, he's been here a lot.

After a minute or two of walking we make it to the small gym we have been allocated. I pull the door open.
"Ladies first" i banter and point my hand through the door. He gives me a smile and walks through. Once I make it through the door I see our trainer and he greets us.
"Hi, I'm Steve, I'll be your trainer, it says on the clipboard that you'll be part of the elite squad, so you'll be placed under extreme training and circumstances, understand?" We both nod. The man would be quite intimidating to a normal person, he has huge biceps, cauliflower ears, a clear broken nose and the most powerful eyes.

"Right, first it'll be hand combat, you need to be able to work together against me and take me down, I've been in this game for ten years, it's gonna be pretty damn difficult for you, but try your best" he explains. Then suddenly he comes running at me and throws a punch, i duck and jab him in the jaw. he trembles to the side, but it isn't enough. then out of no where. Atwood steps closer to me and uppercuts the man which sends him flying, he trips over his own feet and falls to the floor.

He takes a minute to recover then gets back up on his feet.
"Turns out you two are a lot more difficult to handle than I thought you'd be, little slow, but it's your first day I'm gonna take the training up a notch" Steve tells us and he does exactly that.