POV: ASHLEIGH
RODNEY CLUB
Why the hell are we standing here? Well I have no idea. I have been here a few times, but only for gyming and I remember Dad coming for his golf too. Why did Damian get us here?
A date in this club, what are we gonna do here?
I had confusion written all over my face, so I turned to Damian who was smiling at his thoughts I suppose.
"Damian, is this your brilliant idea for a date? Really? What are we gonna do? Jog ?" I asked him, baffled."I guess this is the time to tell you that I despise exercise..."
"Yes to your first question and no to the second we aren't jogging. We are gonna do something different come along with me, after you ma'am." He bowed in front me. Mam he said, I knew he was itching to call me a sissy with no semblance of human-hood, if that's even a thing...
I chuckled, muttering "Dork." And walked ahead.
After 6 minutes of walking and just enjoying the chill, we stood in front of a closed glass door.
"No way,Squash?" I asked Damian, incredulously. Maybe the building he took me to on the first date was really a psych hospital...
He was grinning from ear to ear.
Yup, he is insane. Period.
"Awesome right? So you up for a game?" He asked as he moved closer to me.
"Ah.... No I think I'll pass this, you see me and squash, we don't like each other." I scrunch my nose in disgust replaying some horrid memories with Bianca and Esthevan and the dreaded game.
"So you don't know how to play?" He asked.
"No Einstein, I don't." I said in a duh tone. Trying to act like I had no experience, which was not really a lie, I just got pelted in the face repeatedly as I watched Esthe and Buns play.
After listening to that his eyes lit up and he spoke, "That's ok Leigh, I'll teach you. There's always a first time now,isn't there?"
I sighed he won't let me get out of this one.
It's not like I can fake asthma or typhoid and just drop dead.
"Alright, let me just go change." I turned and made my way to the gym room, I have few clothes in my gym locker hopefully.
I opened my gym bag from my locker and to my luck I found my gym booty shorts and sports bra and that got an idea into my mind.
Damian Montgomery you wanna play squash? Let's see if you can actually play with me.
Let's see if you can handle sweat and grime and a whole lot of steamy goodness.
******
I walk back through the glass door and spot Damian with two rackets in his hand and a tennis ball. He was wearing those loose basketball shorts, hung perfectly at his ass, with a lose vest.
I am wearing my gym shorts and a loose sweatshirt on top. I make my way to him as he turns to me.
"So ready?" He asks handing me the racket.
Ahuh not yet babe.
"No! Wait." I say stopping him midway.
He tilts his head slightly confused, and he looks soo darn adorable. Ahhhh!
"Actually don't you think its getting a little hot in here ?" I asked biting my lip.
I then slowly removed my sweat shirt, stretching a little and pulling my hair up into a messy bun with few bangs hanging out.
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