Guarded Heart (The GH Series)

Chapter Three

"You were home sharp last night, it's not like you."

Yep, Fiona being observant as usual. I do not think anything gets past my house mate. I looked up from my laptop when I heard her talk to me.

"Tracking my movements Fiona?" Oh, how I love to wind her up.

"Not at all. Usually hear you stumble back home at the back of three."

"Well, yeah, I was home early. I wasn't feeling it last night." Pure. Total. Lie.

Truthfully, Ashley got under my skin. Especially when I thought I could do one dance and then get rid of her. That damn DJ had to put that sultry song on to make us dance closer. Maybe I am not as strong as I thought I was.

"Ah well, what's not for you, won't go by you." Fiona offered me a smile.

"True. But I am heading to the gym shortly. I need to have a workout and then do a last-minute PT session with a new gym member." Fiona nodded and went back to her book.

Later, I went to work, flashed my identification card and headed to the gym. I figured if I could cram in a workout, do my PT session and get the hell out of here. I really should have said I would not be on standby for sessions, but the extra cash comes in handy. After my workout, I went and freshened up using the showers and changed into my personal trainer shirt.

"Right, let's see who my victim is today." I grinned at my own comment as my colleague shook their head.

I walked out to the reception area as they had summoned me to the desk. The usual way of notifying you that your client is here. Walking towards the desk, I looked up and ended up whispering to myself, "You got to be shitting me."

Looking over, her eyes twinkled when she smiled at me.

"You must be Callie. Reception told me that I had the best trainer looking after me today." Ashley. Looking hot as hell in her gym gear, smiling from ear to ear at me.

"They like to exaggerate. If you would like to follow me, we will get you started with a quick health check." I walked off and Ashley followed me to the private room where we conduct the health check questionnaire. I guide Ashley to the seat she needs, and I let out a breath, close the door and sit at the computer and log on.

"So, we are going to conduct a few questions, do some tests, find out what you want to achieve at the gym and then we will work out a program for you. "

I looked over at Ashley who looked as though she was paying attention and she nodded her head. "Sure, sounds good." I let out a sigh.

"Did you plan this on purpose?"

"No! We just met last night, and you didn't divulge any information about yourself, apart from your name and a bunny boiler that you were trying to avoid." Ashley looked a little defensive.

"Hmm, yeah. Sorry about that. Anyway, if you feel awkward about me being your PT, we can stop this session before we actually begin." I watched Ashley chew the inside of her cheek before she responded.

"No, it's okay. It will be easier with a face that I recognise."

"Okay then. Let's get started."

Two hours later and that was a brutal session. Of all the people I had to train, it was someone I was bumping and grinding with the night before.

I finished up what I needed to do and headed to my car when I heard my name being called out, making me groan. I turned around knowing that Ashley was the one calling for me.

"Look, I'm sorry if you felt awkward doing that session with me."

"It's cool. It was just that I didn't think I would see you again after last night." I said almost quietly.

"Well, it was inevitable. We kind of hang out at the same bar. Are you going there later?" she looked hopeful.

"Well we may hang out at the same bar Ashley, but not at my work, it was a little bizarre. Anyway, I may go to the bar later, I'm gonna go home for a sleep first and see how I feel later." Ashley smiled at me.

"Well, be seeing you if you are there."

"Yeah, maybe." I drove home in a daze. I mean, REALLY!? It had to be Ashley that was my session today. I was remarkably close to asking someone else to do the session, but she was bold and let me to my job. I worked her ass off, and I grinned to myself. "She's gonna be sore tonight."

Later that evening in the bar, I was sitting in my usual seat enjoying a drink when Darcey spoke to me.

"Oh dear. The lass that you danced with last night doesn't look so good." I moved my eyes in her direction and then back at Darcey. Grinning into my drink.

"Oh Callie, you didn't? gasped Darcey.

"What? No! It's not like that Darcey!" Making Darcey raise her eyebrow.

"Well, I remember how you ravaged me. So, what is it like then?" Again, I grinned before answering Darcey's question.

"A PT session guaranteed to make her.... well the way she is." Darcey let out a chuckle.

"That is evil Callie"

"Nope. She wanted me to push her to her limits. I just threw in some extra exercises for good measure." Darcey shook her head at me and went to the opposite end of the bar to serve Ashley and her friend.

I must have been away in a world of my own and I felt Ashley brush past me, heading in the direction of the toilets and she muttered something under her breath.

"What the fuck?" I downed my drink and got up and followed her to the alcove near the toilet and pulled at her. "What the fuck did you mutter under your breath at me?"

"Nothing." Ashley looked startled.

"Don't fucking lie to me sweetheart." I was incensed. Ashley looked a little scared at me confronting her.

"Okay. I called you a bitch." Causing me to smirk at her.

"That's more like it."