Made For You [COMPLETED]

CHAPTER TWENTY-FIVE: Yes, You Are Swooning

"Love is a fruit in season at all times and within the reach of every hand."
Mother Teresa

Julia POV

By the time Kevin and I got back from the round tour of the gym, Richard and Troy were already in a heated session. Bead of sweats made their way through there toned body. I don't think they noticed we came back already.

I quietly sat down and watch them do their thing. Kevin asked if I would need anything and I replied no and thank him for his time.

When Richard appeared earlier before me half naked, I couldn't help but stare before he caught me looking and I had to look away, embarrassed.
But now, I'm looking at his toned body and the way his veins rose in his arms at each hit he made, the damned reason he is so swoon worthy.

Oh.My.Gosh.

His abs! His... My goodness, I can't believe I'm actually doing this right now. Am I swooning?

Yes, you are swooning.

Yeah, right. Time to focus Julia.

With such a great sight before you.

I shook my head vigorously to get the thought of him out of head.

After much attempt, I decided to act like I was watching a wrestling match and try as much as possible to think of Richard as a wrestler and it pretty work for me.

For the next minutes, I watched Troy and Richard tackle each other. Doing several moves, throwing punches and at the same time dodging them.

What I admire most is how focused they both were, I could never imagine that Troy who had a playful smile some minutes ago now has a serious look.

Troy had a stoic look while Richard had a taunting fierce look. Challenging each other through eye and body language as they both move around in the ring at slow, steady and cautious pace.

Few more minutes passed before they finally stopped practicing.

Richard came out of the change room after making sure to freshen up.

We walked out of the gym with Troy behind us.

"He wants me to give this to you," Troy said when we were outside the gym.

Instead of receiving the small wrapped box Troy stretched out to him, he chose to ignore it.

"Just perfect," he let out an exasperated breath. "Now, I'm being stalked to the gym."

"You are gonna take this from me boy," Troy grinds out. "Ed won't take no for an answer you know, so suck it up."

"Freaking Ed," Richard muttered under his breath and took the box reluctantly.

They shared a knowing look and Troy pats him on the back. For once, I see Richard being sober, something flashed across his face but I can't tell exactly what it is because he was quick enough to look away when he caught me looking. And that leaves me wondering.

Who is Ed?

"Maybe if you stop by some other time Julia, I can teach you few simple moves when he is being a jerk." He smirks at Richard, "looks like you've got competition on the way."

Richard huffs, "for real?" he looks at me skeptically.

I catch on to the game.

"Why?" I shrug then sassed. "Is someone scared?"

Troy chuckles, "I think so."

"Very good then. I can't wait," I said and smirked at Richard.

Troy's smile brightened and his smirk grew wide. "Good choice beautiful," he winked at me while I can't tell if Richard is smiling, glaring or smirking.