This gym is really making me work up a sweat. I wiped my brow of sweat and inhaled and exhaled quickly. The treadmill was now at a stop and I took my drink from the shelf at the side of me and quickly opened it. Consuming nearly half the bottle of water. Taking a deep breath I wiped my forehead again. I noticed in the corner of my eye a piece of gym equipment that I had never tried out before. Is that a leg extension machine? I held the water bottle tightly in my hand as I began to wonder over to the confusing gym equipment, crossing my eyebrows as I stared. I never really used any of the gym equipment . I only used the treadmill. Plus I liked to train out of the way of the public. The treadmills were situated at the back of the gym out of the way.I was a hot sweaty mess. I wouldn't want anyone to see that. I walked slowly over to it and gazed. How do I use this? Do my feet go here? I ran my hand along the fabricated seat and slowly sat on top of it. Fitting my legs under the weights. I think this is the right way. I began to pull the weight with my legs. I struggled. Why wasn't it moving? I attempted again. What was happening. My body went warm with sweat as I pulled upwards with all my might. Fucking thing! I exhaled loudly as I looked down.
"Its on the highest setting" I heard a voice saying from behind me. Huh? I turned to my side to see a tall gentleman appearing from behind the machine. He wore a black baseball cap that was tilted backwards and he didn't have a shirt on. He had black, tight shorts on and his torso and arms were covered in tattoos. I brushed my hair out of my face. My hair was sticking to my sweaty skin. Oh god, I am so embarrassed.
"I'm sorry?" I said confidently. He walked from behind the machine and stood in front of me at the bottom of the machine. He bent forward and pressed a button making the machine jiggle a little.
"It was on the wrong setting. Sorry. I was working out on it earlier and didn't change the setting. I saw you struggling and thought I better come and help you" He said sweetly. I couldn't stop staring at his muscles. Good god! I turned away blushing madly as he stood tall in front of me.
"Uh . Thanks " I said quickly. I couldn't look him in the eye.
"I'm Dane" He said causing me to turn to look at him. His chest glistening with sweat in the light.
"Uh. (Y/N)" I said nervously.
"If you need a hand with your workout I'll be here all evening. Just give me a shout" He said. I nodded.
"Of course I will" I said again , awkwardly , as I sat on the gym machine with not a clue what I was doing.
"Am I sat right?" I blurted before thinking. He giggled slightly and bent down to where my feet were situated on the machine. He put both hands round my ankles and gently re positioned them again under the weight. He is touching me. I want to scream. Is this a dream? I looked around the room. Two girls were staring at me from the treadmill area. I bit my lip. Everyone is looking this way.Go away Dane. Go away!
"There you go, Now your set. Try to lift you legs" Dane said standing up and smiling at me. His beautiful pearly teeth glistened back at me as he waited for me to follow his instructions. I lifted my legs, and they came straight up. This is a lot easier. Wow. He must have been lifting some serious weight. I lifted my legs a few times and smiled through my blush.
"Thanks" I said quietly. He grinned back at me. My heart pounded as he placed his hands on his hips. Is my heart racing because of the workout or him?
"Anytime. I'll see you around" He said.I answered with a smile as he turned his back to me and made his way over to the dumbbell area. He began to pull two big weights off the rack and raised them up and down. His muscles bulging as he did . I couldn't stop staring at him from the opposite end of the room. He looked up at me after a few seconds. I panicked. Cleared my throat and carried on lifting the leg weights. Don't look. Don't look. I tried to look at him from the corner of my eye. He is looking this way! I pulled the weights higher on the machine. If he wants something to watch .Ill give him something to watch.
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