Tempted

No More Cupcakes, Cupcake

It is been four months since I met Vin Jones. Four months since I face planted in front of him and his red headed blow up doll. I lost a lot of weight I went from being a size 22/24 to a size 14/16 and I am so happy and confident. My legs are amazing and sexy. Vin is proud of me, but I don't think he sees that I am attracted to him and want him to be attracted to me.

I'm sad and yet happy to say that since that dream, I have had many more. They keep getting more and more intense, and I am starting to distance myself from him even more so now. After my year here I think I am going to go to another gym, and maybe join an online dating site. I may be curvaceous, but I am pretty sure men want something to grab and hold on to.

 I have been seeing another health coach, Donovan Price. That is who I'm going to see after my cycling class. Donovan, or Don as I call him, is in his thirties and is so handsome. His dark skin is inked and he always has an infectious smile on his lips. His hair is black and cut close to his head. He is also starting to get a little bit of stubble, which is beyond sexy on him. I swear men with stubble or bearded, tattoos, and muscles are my weakness.

I also have enjoyed my cycling class much more now that we have a new instructor, she is hilarious and is adding dance to out spinning. Vin made a great call when hiring her. Even though I know I'll be sore.

Suffi is already going through the music when she saw me. She waved her muscular arms in a greeting.

"Morning Nikki Lawless!"

I grinned at her, "Mornin' Suffi!"

I walk over to my cycle and place my cheetah print water bottle in its holder and drop my hand towel onto the handle bars. Suffi hops over and wraps her arms around my handle bars resting her head next to my water bottle. Her dark brown eyes narrowed in on me.

"Something is bugging you Nikki."

I just smile innocently, Suffi has become not only my favorite instructor but my friend. I shrug my shoulders and stretch out my legs. I bent down to my toes when I heard the door slam open. I shot up and looked over and in the open doorway stood a slightly, okay royally, pissed off Vin. I gulped and hoped Suffi isn't in trouble. Suffi returned to her standing position and glanced at her boss.

"Mr. Jones, what are you doing in here?"

He ignored her and stomped right up to me. My green orbs bugged as he gripped my bicep.

"I'll be borrowing Miss Law for a moment," he snapped as he dragged me out of spin class.

Suffi watched us with a worried expression. I glanced at Vin and the vein at the side of his forehead was throbbing. Goodness why is he so pissed off? We passed many instructors and clients, until we made it into his office. He slammed the door and locked it.

"Sit down Miss Law."

My stomach flipped and my skin started to itch. He sat on his desk and leaned close to my face his anger never lessening. I gulped as he pulled out a few pictures.

"What is this?"

I glanced down and saw a picture of Don handing me a CD. I remember he videoed a Hip Hop Spinning class for me. I moved the picture to the back of the pile and looked at the next one. Don is working out with me and coaching me through a regular workout. The next picture is of him handing me a meal plan. The next is him walking me out to my car. I raised en eyebrow at Vin. Why does he care? Do I need and extra twenty a month to hand over?

"I was thinking about switching coaches, and Don said I should give him a shot. He offered two week free trial to see if I liked how he coached."

Vin growled and clenched his jaw, "You want another coach?"