Lukas & The Lion

Chapter 3- The Competition

"Yas!" I was excited to see I had another personal training session set up for 11:00 AM. If Ari kept booking me like this then I'd be making serious cash!

I texted him a thank-you for booking me again. At this rate, I'd be able to get my new phone sooner than I thought, plus it was awesome to spend an hour basking in his hotness.

"I'm coming at 1. Who booked you at 11? I do not like this, my Lukas!" his text came back. I felt my heart sink. It wasn't him.

"It doesn't say. I guess I'll find out soon. Probably some older lady who wants a friend! I wouldn't worry." I wrote back.

"Lukas! Employees do not use their phones on the clock!" Mr. Allen barked at me. I realized the towel stack was gone from the front desk and there was a client waiting for one. I apologized and quickly gave a fresh towel to the lady who did not look at me with delight.

"If I see it out again, it goes in my office! Employees on phones is a big customer complaint! Right up there with dirty machines," Mr. Allen warned. 

I assured him I'd put it in my locker and quickly got to work folding the towels. My pocket buzzed again with more texts, but I couldn't check then while Mr. Allen was standing near me making the timesheets for the next week. He would not leave and I was desperate to find out what Ari was saying. 

I didn't get a chance to look at the texts, my client showed up right at 11 and Mr. Allen made me hand over my phone before I left with the guy. It was an older man, maybe 30's. He was an office type with a decent body. He introduced himself as Ryan.

"I just need some help with spotting and someone to run with. I get distracted. I saw you yesterday with that hot Arab guy. I want to get built like him. Can you show me what he does?" Ryan asked. He seemed innocent enough with a slight gay vibe but not overly done.

"Yeah, sure. I'll take you through his routine!" I chirped. This would be easy. We did a quick run on the treadmill and then went to the weight room. I showed him the things Ari had done the day before. Ryan seemed to have a lot of questions about Ari. He wanted to know his age and what he did for work and I felt uncomfortable telling him that stuff. 

"I don't know, sorry. I just met him two days ago. He's cool though," I lied. Ryan smiled.

"He's hot, dude. What I wouldn't give for just a taste! Seriously. That is some prime beef," Ryan said as he did chest presses.

"Yeah, I guess. I mean... if that's your thing." I felt a twist in my chest. Ryan just wanted to pump me for info in his quest for Ari.

"Muscled alpha jock is every guy's thing... er, sorry. I assumed you were gay," Ryan apologized.

"Oh um..." I didn't know what to say, but Ryan's eyes snapped past me and I turned to see Ari coming in wearing a suit and carrying his gym bag. 

Ryan looked at him with hunger. Ari spotted me and he quickly came over. His eyes zeroed in on Ryan and almost looked like he was angry. Then he put on a winning smile as he approached us.

"Lukas! I booked you for training," he said, sounding slightly out of breath like he'd been running. His blood was definitely pumping. 

"Oh, cool. I'm with a client right now," I said.

Ari ignored me. He put his hand out and introduced himself to Ryan. My client instantly got a dopey grin and tried his best to flirt without seeming too obvious. Ari nudged me away from Ryan, and chatted him up while I felt my chest begin to rage with jealousy.

"Great! I go to change clothes and join you! If is ok, Ryan?" Ari said. He put his hand on my shoulder.

He gave Ryan that bright smile that he used to make someone feel like the most important person on earth. Ryan swooned.