The Vacation Program (ReWrite)

Chapter 4: Day 2; Early Morning Workout

Day 2: November 3rd, 2013

My door burst open and I heard Jayce screaming things at me, but I was asleep and couldn't tell. My bed shook and my eyes opened, and my arms threw a pillow at Jayce.

"Autumn! Autumn! Wake up, wake up, wake up, wake up-!"

I threw the pillow at him, "What the hell!!!!" I screamed.

He caught the pillow and used it as an armrest, "Let's go!"

"Go where?" I grunted, "What time is it?"

"It's five thirty, and we're going on a run. Hop up."

I grunted and sat up and stared at him. He looked at me and I snapped at him.

"I have to get dressed. Leave."

He stopped smiling and left the room and I finally got out of bed and walked over to my dresser. I pulled out a pair of leggings and a sports bra. I threw my hair into a ponytail, and walked into my bathroom to brush my teeth. The giant mirror in front of me scared me as I saw my fragile body in such tight clothing. It upset me, causing a few tears to stream down my face. I wiped away my tears, and walked into the living room. I threw on running shoes, and Jayce was already there waiting for me.

"So," He was wearing a muscle shirt with basketball shorts and a towel again hugged his shoulder.

"So, this way," He lead me down the hallway, "Back here is a fitness room. I tend to come in here alone late at night," He coughed, "As you already know. Anyway, you can come in here anytime I'm not in here, but only if you want to."

We continued down the hallway before sliding a card to get in and then handing me one, "Is this a hotel card or something?" I laughed.

"Ha Ha, funny. It's simply a security measure."

We walked in, "Wouldn't want anyone stealing your douche bars?"

"My what?"

I smiled at him, "Nothing."

He walked over to a group of treadmills, "We're going to run two miles, in under thirty minutes."

I stepped onto the treadmill, "And why do we do this?"

"Because sweet cheeks; healthy body, healthy mind."

So I stepped onto the treadmill and turned the speed to five miles per hour, staring straight ahead as I ran. After about fifteen minutes Jayce stepped off the treadmill and began wiping his light sweat off with his towel. My eyes drifted from my stats to his body, and my running started to slow. His back was turned to me as he bent down to grab a drink of his water, and when he did that I felt my toes reach the end of the treadmill and almost fall off. I quickly sped back up, shaking away my thoughts. I finished my two miles, and hopped off the treadmill.

"Okay, done. Back to bed?"

He laughed, "No way."

We walked over to a small weight area and he stood my under a machine.

"You're gonna make me bench?"

"No," He moved the seat out of the way and grabbed a soft tube and wrapped it around the bar, "We're gonna squat with weights. Now stand still..."

He placed his hands on my hips adjusting my body to the center of the machine, and my skin shivered from his touch. His hands were strong, and held me tight, but he was also gentle and patient. We worked out for another hour before we finally exited the room.

"So, I know I worked you hard today," He smirked, "So I wanna take you out."

"Take me out?"

"Yes. I have a few places I wanna show you, if you'll let me."

I bit my lip, "Okay. But I'll need to shower first."

"Of course, you stink," He laughed.

I playfully punched his shoulder and walked to my room.

I stood in my door way as I looked back to see him staring at me, "I'll let you know when I'm done."

"I'll be waiting," He laughed before turning around and going back to his room.