In The Morning| 18+

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"Off to pilates?"

I glanced at Jasper as I faintly smile and grab my workout bag. "Very much so" I say as I walk over to his side of the bed. Jasper follows a very strict routine, after being with him for many years now I have memorized his schedule.

He does not wake up when I wake up, he wakes up once I am about to leave and asks me the same question. 'Off to pilates' and I say 'Very much so' before he just stares at me and eventually falls asleep.

He stared at me as he eventually caved in and drifted back to sleep, I sighed as I turned on my heels exiting the bedroom closing the door behind me softly. I would say that I am a semi punctual person, but for Alejandro he is a very punctual man.

I am leaving extra early this morning so I do not somehow run into traffic that makes me late, I sat down in my seat and closed the door softly. I opened up the gates as I started up my car, I reversed out of the garage and quietly drove off our property.

I closed our home gates as I slowly drove past the other houses then opened the community gates. I sped out of there as I sighed and put on my seatbelt, I turned right as I cracked my neck around and started driving faster.

Pilates is something my mother made me do for punishment when I was a child, fifteen I believe. She made me go for a total of six months, as time went on I started to notice changes being made to my body which resulted in the punishment turning into pleasure.

After the punishment, I incorporated it into my schedule and I have been doing it for many years now. Even when I was pregnant with Florin, I was still doing pilates and I am eternally grateful for that because it helped me get back to my regular body which helped me slip out of depression.

Pilates did though serve its job for my mother as a punishment the first four weeks I was forced to go. God I hated going, I was relatively skinny and athletic at that age but pilates had a way of making an olympic medalist want to quit whatever they do.

True story.

I will very thoroughly enjoy seeing Alejandro's smirk wipe right off his face the second we start. I put my car in park as I sighed, I took off my seatbelt and got out of the car with my bag.

I locked the door as I walked into the studio, I looked up from my apple watch to see Alejandro who is twenty minutes early. I narrowed my eyes at Lane, the receptionist. I do not come to this studio this is not my regular studio, but I know Lane.

Super skinny but fat in the right places with piercing blue eyes and natural blonde hair, Lane. She is literally Samantha 2.0.

She is batting her eyelashes like she is trying to fly away with them, she tossed her head back as she gently touched his bicep which led me to realize that he is wearing a black tech shirt with long sleeves and grey sweatpants.

Do not look.

I looked.

Jesus Christ Teresa.

I stood up straight as I tightened my grasp on my workout bag, I walked up to them making Lane glance at me before raising her eyebrows as she turned to face me. "Hi Teresa! I was just getting to know Ale over here" She said making me plaster on a fake smile as she gestured over to him.

"Alejandro?" I asked, she narrowed her eyes at me for a second before composing herself. "He likes when people call him Ale" She counters, the smile on my face is starting to hurt now. God this stupid fucking blonde bitch, and as if she can hear my thoughts her smile gets even brighter as we just stare at each other.