His - Part Five

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ERIC

I started my Saturday morning in the gym. I did three miles on the treadmill and hit the weights. Couldn't let my sweetheart be seen with an old fat fuck who couldn't tell his stomach from his dick.

No. She deserved better.

This would be our first time out together and I knew it would clarify at least a few things.

Were we only good together in bed?

Would the chemistry be the same?

Is it worth the shit-storm I'd have to walk through with John and Miranda?

I would be forty-eight this year and I had things to consider that I hadn't been ready to face yet. But first, dinner with Ryan.

I'd met John in college. We'd had a class together. He was two years older and re-taking anatomy and physiology II for his engineering degree, I was in my second semester as pre-med and had helped him pass. Through that semester, we studied together, went to games and parties together and became something like brothers. As an only child, it was welcoming to me. As a result, after he graduated, we kept in touch.

I finished a set of reps on the bench press then racked the weight. I didn't even realize I was smiling until I caught my reflection in my phone screen. Ryan was calling.

"Good morning, sweetheart. Did you sleep well?" I asked as I began wiping down my station. Ryan yawned. Honestly I could hardly recognize myself these days. How happy she made me was like a drug.

"I did, thank you." She still sounded sleepy. "It was because of you so...really" she laughed softly. "Thank you."

"Any time." And I meant it.

"You deposited money in my bank account?"

The real reason for her call. I swallowed. I didn't think she would be offended but this wasn't the same Ryan I'd left back home four years ago.

"I did..." I wanted to say more but needed to gauge her reaction.

"Thank you, that was nice. You didn't have to."

I breathed a sigh of relief and she laughed again. "What?" She asked.

"I thought you were upset or something." I admitted while standing in the middle of the gym, taking up space. I didn't care though.

"Why would I be upset? You spoil all your girls or something?"

It was my turn to laugh. "Another trick question." I said. "All of what girls?"

"You know, I'm sure you've got some girl waiting for you to call back, but not gonna go there. Your note was sweet too. I'll hurt your wallet Eric."

"Nah," I dismissed. I was too deep into this conversation to keep working out. I'd been there for an hour already and that was good enough for me. I grabbed my bag from my locker and slammed it shut. "I think I do okay for myself." I knew I was being overly modest and she knew it too. "I've got you, whatever you want, whatever you need. When I said you're mine, I meant it."

"I like being yours." I guess she heard the locker close. "Where are you?"

"Leaving the gym. Now I have to go get a haircut and pick up my clothes from the dry cleaners."

"Aww, you're getting all pretty for me?" "I can't wait to see you tonight."

I laughed. "I am. I can't wait to see you either, sweetheart." I unlocked my Escalade and hopped inside. I started the truck but sat for a moment to finish talking to her. "What are you doing with your day?"

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