I walked into the gym looking around in the hope of catching the purple haired beauty around working out.
She wasn't in the main area unsurprisingly, so instead I headed down to the private section which I knew she liked to go in.
There she was on the treadmill looking at the wall. "Excuse me," I coughed making her look around at me. "Where's your shirt?"
"I don't know." She chuckled a little, turning her machine off and stepping down.
"All the guys are gonna be looking at you in your fancy sports bra when that's all mine." A little blush grew on her cheeks making me smile.
"Even if they do it's not like I'll be paying them any attention." She raised her eyebrow at me giving me a knowing glance.
"It's a good job I trust you, thousands wouldn't." She chuckled, pointing to the treadmill next to her.
"Well, seeing as you're here now why don't you get your booty on that machine and get some work done." I sighed, standing beside her quickly from the stern tone in her voice.
"Remind me why I love you," I whispered so she couldn't here, pressing start on the machine.
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