Working out was not your forte. Everyone from your dog to the minister of Canada knew. It just wasn't you!
You pull on your small shorts as you jog from your car to the gym, escaping the cold weather. Your dog decided to pee on your last pair of leggings that were clean leaving you to put on running shorts mid-fall.
You scan your card on the door and make your way into the weight room of the 24 hour gym and let out a sigh of content as you saw that the place was empty.
You start by stretching your frozen limbs. You take deep breaths in between each transition making sure you don't lose the oxygen in your brain. You spread your legs apart and lean down to touch you toes when suddenly you hear a low groan.
You look in between your legs and see a very handsome stranger staring at your bottom.
"Weird to say, but eyes are down here you pervert." You groan slowly rolling up to stand.
"Sorry, it was 8:30 and I reserved this room. But we can share it." He smirks. You shake your head and grab your stuff.
"It's cool. The place has more rooms." You say grabbing your stuff and making your way out in search of a new room.
Thirty minutes has passed when you notice the gym seemed completely empty. There was only one trainer in sight and that was fine.
You start your way to the restrooms when you see the same guy from earlier standing in front of the entrance of the men's restroom. There was a small white towel wrapped around his hips and he was wearing boxing gloves.
"Like what you see?" His husky voice breaks the silence. You let out small scoff as you felt a sudden wetness between your legs. "No." You whisper licking your lips.
"Can you help me with these gloves? My trainer left in a hurry after she um.. " there was a long pause. "Can you help me?" He asks blushing.
"Sure." You cough up making my way towards him. He puts his gloved hands out, palms up. You grab his arm and start unlacing the glove.
"My name is Harry, by the way. What's yours?" He greets. "My name is y/n. Does your trainer always abruptly leave?" You ask pulling the glove off.
"Um no. Just today." He says giving you a tight lipped smile that made his dimples noticeable. Not wanting to call him out anymore, you keep your mouth shut and continue with the bandages.
"Hey, um... you're really hot and I've watching you workout from the window, creepy I know. But I wanted to ask if you want to take laps in the pool?" He chuckles nervously.
He shakes his curls and grabs the bandages is my hands. Throughout those seconds you took time to admire his golden skin. He looked incredibly beautiful under the lights of the gym ceilings. His brown hair was light making his green eyes darker. Very hot.
"Sure. You're lucky I have a clean one piece in my locker. Meet you there." You wink leaving him in his place.
