Sinnful Temptations✔️

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Lilah's POV.

Four PM comes round faster than I realise. I change into a sports bra, vest, and leggings. I'm tying up my laces when Sinn comes through the front door.

"Hey. Just give me one minute to get changed and then we can go," he says, and I nod.

I fill up my water bottle and wait for him by the door.

He jogs down the stairs, wearing gym shorts and t-shirt. The shorts show off his inked legs.

Fucking hell, even his legs are hot.

"Let's go."

I follow him outside to his black BMW. I'm pleasantly surprised when he opens the door for me.

I slide onto the leather seats and inhale the delicious smell of him filling the car.

"Did your head hurt this morning?" I ask him, unable to wipe the smug look off my face.

"Yeah, a bit." He chuckles and pulls out of the drive.

"Thank you for getting me to bed, it's been a while since I've had a girl put me in bed and not get in it with me," he jokes, and I pull a face.

"Gross. You were so loud; I was worried you were gonna wake Micah up."

"I'll apologise to him later, I didn't realise he had an early start," he replies with a grimace.

"It's okay, Micah won't mind."

We continue chatting on the way to the gym. Once inside, we both hit the treadmills. I start on a fast walk and Sinn jogs next to me.

The man has the stamina of a horse. I'm seriously impressed by how long he maintains his pace next to me.

I change the programme to intervals, doing two minutes running with one-minute recoveries.

Sinn finishes his warmup and goes over to the weights section behind me. I spend twenty minutes on the treadmill and then move onto the stepper.

I change my music to something with a good beat and begin climbing the steps. My eyes wander over to the weights section, searching for Sinn.

My mouth dries when I see him.

He's deadlifting a bar with huge weights on either end. His eyes on focussed on his reflection in the mirror, his forehead glistens with sweat and his arm muscles are bulging.

I chug some water to get some moisture back in the top part of my body.

After fifteen minutes on the stepper, sweat is trickling down my face and neck. I feel disgusting.

I make my way to the spin bikes so I can sit down. I change the resistance to medium and cycle for fifteen minutes.

Then, I move over to the cross trainer to continue pushing my legs, but this time I can work my arms too.

I've been on it about twelve minutes, when I feel a tap on my shoulder. I look over to see Sinn standing by the machine. I pull out my headphones and get off.

"Wanna head home or do you want to stay a bit longer?" He offers and I give him my best dead-pan look.

"Are you kidding? Take me home so I can shower, please," I tell him, and he laughs.

As we're leaving, we both overhear the conversation between two girls on the spin bikes.

"See, why can't my boyfriend come to the gym with me? They look so cute," she comments to her friend and they both look at us.