[C] In Your Arms

a date?

To some, it may look like a brunch with a girl, or a date at that. Unfortunately, we are not official...yet. 

How I wish you were mine.

"H-hey...Ainsley! Ainsley!" he tugged me over and over again.

That was when I realized I was daydreaming.

Ugh...goddammit! I wish it was real!

"Are you okay?" he asked me.

"Uh...uh? Me? O-of course, I'm okay. Ehehehe," I laughed. Looks like I dodged the subject...or so I thought.

Oh God! I'm out of words to say!!!

"Sheesh, you're hopeless," he said. "Take a bath now! We're going to work!"

H-huh? I thought it was Saturday.

"Where to?" I asked.

"The gym. Workout," he answered, tying up his shoes.

So that's what he meant. I thought we're going to the Time Warner Center. But well...

We ended up in the gym. He's wearing a blue t-shirt and jogging pants. I wore a leggings and a plain white t-shirt.

I saw him work out and was amazed. Seriously. How come he juggles work and going to the gym? Man, he's one tough cookie.

"Wanna come out?" he asked me yet again, packing up his things. I was ready to go, practically.

He sighs heavily as a result of his workout.

We went next to a salad shop, where we ate, of course, salad.