Lukas & The Lion

Chapter 24- I am Enough for You?

Mr. Khorasani had to catch up on some work when we got back to the house. I helped him by going through the stacks of papers in his office and organizing them into files. We worked for awhile and then he sat back and sighed.

"We should workout! Yes! This is tiring. Go and change. Meet me in the gym," He said.

We changed into shorts and t-shirts then hit their home gym. It wasn't huge, but they had a few cardio machines and some weights with a bench and pull-up bar. 

He warmed up with a run while I started jogging on the elliptical. He put on the cable news channel to catch up on world events while he ran, but switched to music videos for me when he moved on to the weights.

He's a tall and muscled man in very good shape and I realized I hadn't seen him doing his workout before. I usually just used the cardio machines and yoga mat when I was there alone and I think he usually worked out in the morning.

He worked up a good sweat on his run then peeled off his t-shirt while changing from the news to music videos. He used his shirt to wipe the sweat off his hairy, muscled chest and I nearly tripped on the ellipse from focusing too hard on him. 

He turned his face from me and pretended not to notice, but I caught the little smile as his lips curled up.

"Be careful, little one. We do not wish you further injury," he said.

"Yes, sir. Just got ahead of myself," I covered.

He sighed and watched the music video for a minute. "You like this one?"

"Yes, sir! It's the latest Taylor!-Taylor!-Taylor!  song. It has a good beat!" I nodded.

"They are all named Taylor? Even the girl?" he asked with one eyebrow raised as the three teens danced across the screen.

"She's the main Taylor. Those other two are her back-up Taylors. They started on BopTube and just totally blew up last year!" I told him.

"You could use some back-up Taylors dancing behind you." he chuckled.

"I don't think I'm really main Taylor material, sir. I can dance though! Mostly in my bedroom with headphones on, but I like it," I said, realizing how dumb I sounded.

"You are most certainly main Taylor material. You are more Taylor than these will ever be! Maybe we can find a dance class for you at the high school here. It's important you get involved in clubs like that and make connections," he said then went to the weight bench.

I moved over to the treadmill and got in a good run while he grunted and lifted. It didn't hurt that the treadmill was angled so I could see both the tv and him on the weight bench. 

He looked so handsome stretched out on the bench with his hulking frame. His legs were spread on either side of the bench and his shorts pushed up to show his thick muscled thighs. I tried not to stare, but it couldn't be helped... You would stare too.

He finished up his routine then sat up on the bench with his hands planted behind his back on the seat. He watched a music video and I tried to return my attention to the tv. 

When I looked back at him, I noticed he was watching me run and his eyes weren't on my face. I bounced a little for him. I shouldn't have. I knew it was wrong. I couldn't stop myself.

"Do you want to try weight lifting a little? It might be fun," he offered. I changed the speed on the treadmill to walk from run.

"Yes, sir! That would be cool!" I said excitedly. I hopped off the treadmill and went over to him.