I'll Set The Pace

Motivation

Hey, guys! I haven't updated this fanfic in ages, I know, but I found this cute little snippet I wrote a while back so I thought I'd finish it and post it! It's kind of irrelevant to the timeline of the story, but shhh. Just enjoy it.

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Jennifer's POV

I lay on the carpet, absorbed in browsing my Twitter. My fingers twisted carelessly through my long ponytail as I saw a tweet from my cousin in New York that read; "This place seriously has the best pizza. #pizzaisbae". Madison had a serious love for pizza that I teased her about ever since we were little. Not that I didn't love it too, but she had a major obsession. I tapped 'like' and scrolled down to the next tweet. Lee's face appeared on the screen.

I rolled my eyes and looked towards Lee's bedroom door. "Hey, Lee."

"Yeah?"

"I didn't know you were at the gym."

Lee's head poked around the corner, a cheeky grin on his face. "Spying on me again?"

I scoffed playfully, "It's not spying if you put it on your "public" Twitter page."

Lee shrugged. He fell onto the couch beside Carl and rubbed his head lovingly. I doubted there was anything or anyone he loved more than his dog. They were inseparable. I smiled at them, then looked back down at my phone. "If you're heading to the gym, would you mind if I come along?"

"Well actually, I had a better idea." Lee said, looking down at me.

"And what would that be?"

"I'll work out here and you can motivate me."

"Motivate you?" I asked, sitting up and tucking my phone into my back pocket. "Oh, so I'm your personal motivator now?" I stuck my tongue out. I quickly went over and slipped my hands into his larger ones and tugged him to the middle of the floor. "Alright. First, you need a little warm up. So..." I trailed off, pulling my iPod back out and sticking it in my iHome. "Hooked On A Feeling" filled the room, causing Lee's eyebrow to raise in surprise.

Lee grinned as he tucked his hand around my waist. "Oh my, darling, you do have an excellent taste in music."

"I know." I replied, grinning.

Suddenly after we danced through three songs, Lee spun me against his chest then turned off the speaker before I could stop him.

"Lee!" I complained, trying to reach around him. "Why did you turn it off?"

"Dancing doesn't give me abs, love." He teased, grabbing me and pulling me, screeching with laughter, with him to the floor.

"You're a major dork, you know that?"

"Yeah yeah, that's what you keep telling me." He said, pecking my cheek playfully.

He stared at me for a moment, looming over me with his giant figure. His eyes were so soft, yet wild as the jungle when he looked at me, almost as though something came alive and danced among the colors. Oh how I could get lost in those eyes.

"Push-ups. That's what I'll do." He said, breaking the brief silence. His hands fell onto the floor above my shoulders as he dipped down and let his lips gently brush mine.

I giggled softly, "I think I like when you do push ups-" His lips pressing against mine again cut me off. I closed my eyes, blissfully taking in the moments as his lips touched against mine again and again.

"If this keeps up, I'll have abs in no time." He chuckled, finally stopping to lay beside me, his eyes twinkling as he stared at me. His hand brushed my cheek as he let his hand tangle in my hair while I leaned over to kiss him. "I love you, Jennifer Marissa Meyer."

I smiled, laying my head against his chest. "I love you too."