Victoria's Secret Angel

Seventeen

Oh my god I slept with my boss.

Don't get me wrong, it was really amazing. But I can't help but feel a little guilty. I'll have to talk to Tony a little more about our relationship or...well whatever we are. I don't expect special treatment or anything and he should know that. The girls should know that too if they were ever to find out.

Maybe I should tell them first before gossip spreads...

I don't know why I'm so worried now considering past magazine headlines featuring me as Tony's rumored girlfriend.

I walk into my room and flop onto my bed. Ugh! I don't know why I am so frustrated with this! I should be happy and giggling, and wondering when he's going to call me.

Flashes of last night and Tony's oh-so-wonderful muscular chest come to mind and I burry my face into my pillow. It really was amazing...

"Kendal!"

I squeal at the sound of her voice and almost bounce off the bed.

"Ha!" Sam laughs as she pushes the door open and walks further in. "You look like you saw a ghost or something."

I roll my eyes and tuck some loose strands of hair behind my ear. "Yeah, yeah, good one, Sam," I sigh. If only she knew.

Her smile lessens and she puts a hand on her hip. "You okay?" she asks.

I nod even though I feel the guilt seeping from my pores. I just hope she doesn't see it. "What's up?"

Sam nods with me, but I can tell she's not very convinced. "Yeah, okay...well the girls and I were thinking of heading to the gym. Wanna come?"

"Yeah, sure. I'll be down in a few."

***

An hour later my hair is full of sweat and my abs are screaming in pain. Sam has pretty much dominated our work out session, pulling us around all the different sections of the gym. Now, she's making us do planks. And they're terrible.

"Good work ladies! Only a few more sections and then we're going back into a push up position!" Sam says a little too enthusiastically.

"Oh...my...god! You're not our trainer, Sam! Shut up!" Mia squeals, obviously in pain. He red curls are sticking to her bare shoulders and her eyes are squeezed shut.

I peek over at Jasmine who never ceases to amaze me. Her body is completely straight, perfectly aligned with the floor. The only movement I catch are her teeth grinding with determination.

I stare back down at my white knuckles as they cling onto each other with dear life, and my body fidgets.

"...3, 2, 1, and up!" Sam orders us to push ourselves back up into a push up position. "Now four push ups!"

"Holy shit I can't," Mia collapses and I follow a second later. "I'm sorry, Sam. but my arms are calling it. Besides. I'm too pretty to be this sweaty."

Sam ignores us as she surpasses her four push up limit and is approaching 10. Jasmine finishes her four and then lowers herself to the ground. I make eye contact with Jasmine and gesture to Sam's insane push ups.

Jasmine shrugs. "She's been gym crazed all week. It 's getting exhausting, but it could be good for us," she says simply.

"Come on, Jasmine, why are you always like that," Mia whines.

"Like what?" Jasmine says as she gulps down water.

"I don't know...Just like...Like that," Mia throws her hand up towards Jasmine, panting like a dog. "Just so calm and collected.