what
to say. I can tell he is contemplating his next move. Letting out a
short breath he shook his head ever so slightly and continued, “Ok
well let’s get this show on the road, what do you say?”
“Please, I’m ready to go home already and
all I have seen is the entrance and a few studios.”
“You really don’t want to be here do you? I
mean I know you aren’t excited to workout but you really don’t want to be here with me, right now.”
His look was serious, as if I am offending him.
“Look Sterling, I said I would do this, you
managed to get me here. Can we please just get this done?”
His hands went to his hips as he shifted
most of his weight to his left leg. “Yep, let’s get going, maybe I
can still convince you that the gym, and maybe myself, are not
bad.”
Don’t hold your breath on
that one big guy. I know what you’re about.
I nod and give a curt smile.
“Ok well, let’s start with Cardio and work
our way out from there. I would like to give you a feel for what
it’s like to work full body in one session.” His tone was seductive
and his eyes went a little dreamy on me.
Walking onto the floor is overwhelming. I
scan my surroundings and see guys are lifting large amounts of
weights, grunting, and standing around flexing. I feel like I am
intruding on their male bonding time. It doesn’t take long to
notice I am the only female on the floor. I note the looks being
sent my way which makes me very uncomfortable.
Heading toward the back of the gym through a
set of double doors, we enter what could only be dubbed the cardio
room. Rows of treadmills, stationary bikes, elliptical, row
machines and stair climbers fill the room. There are a few people
in there but not many. We head toward the treadmills.
“Ok, so let’s start you out on the
treadmill. We will do a ten minute warm up then get into the grunt
of the cardio.”
Hmmmm grunt? What the hell
am I going to be grunting about. It’s walking… how hard can that
be?
I soon learn never to question how hard
walking can be. Sterling has discovered that even though I don’t
work out I have a pretty low heart rate which he stated means he
has to push me harder to get my heart rate up. Why he needs it up,
I don’t ask. At this point, I am afraid to ask him anything in fear
that it will cause him to want to punish me more. Seriously, this
is punishment. He’s got to be pissed about my comment and that’s
why he’s trying to kill me.
“Ok Reece, warm up is over, let’s take you
on a little jog,” he said as his hand went to increase my speed.
Slapping his hand away from the controls he looks at me confused.
“I told you Sterling, the only time I run is when I am being
chased. Unless you plan on getting behind me on this treadmill to
chase me, don’t you dare touch that button.”
You know when you say something and then
quickly wish you hadn’t? Well this was one of those moments for me.
His face scrunched a bit but then quickly changed to contemplation
and he broke out the biggest smile I have seen. Before I could
react he jumps behind me and is reaching for the increase speed
button on the treadmill. Is he serious right
now? He is close, way too close to my body. Reaching
around my shoulder to the controls has put his head right next to
my neck and almost resting on my shoulder. I breathe in and quickly
wish I hadn’t. He smells of the ocean; clean, crisp, fresh. DAMMIT!
His hand slid past my arm that was holding
on to the heart rate control. It was a slow reach, well at least in
my head it was, but at this moment time could have been standing
still for all I know. A few pushes and suddenly my feet are
starting to move a lot faster. A few more clicks and in order to
keep up with the belt I break out into a slow jog. Apparently his
version of jog and mine are different because he keeps pushing the
up button. Picking up speed now I am running, and to fit exactly
what I said, he is chasing me, ok well sort of.
“Sterling,
to say. I can tell he is contemplating his next move. Letting out a
short breath he shook his head ever so slightly and continued, “Ok
well let’s get this show on the road, what do you say?”
“Please, I’m ready to go home already and
all I have seen is the entrance and a few studios.”
“You really don’t want to be here do you? I
mean I know you aren’t excited to workout but you really don’t want to be here with me, right now.”
His look was serious, as if I am offending him.
“Look Sterling, I said I would do this, you
managed to get me here. Can we please just get this done?”
His hands went to his hips as he shifted
most of his weight to his left leg. “Yep, let’s get going, maybe I
can still convince you that the gym, and maybe myself, are not
bad.”
Don’t hold your breath on
that one big guy. I know what you’re about.
I nod and give a curt smile.
“Ok well, let’s start with Cardio and work
our way out from there. I would like to give you a feel for what
it’s like to work full body in one session.” His tone was seductive
and his eyes went a little dreamy on me.
Walking onto the floor is overwhelming. I
scan my surroundings and see guys are lifting large amounts of
weights, grunting, and standing around flexing. I feel like I am
intruding on their male bonding time. It doesn’t take long to
notice I am the only female on the floor. I note the looks being
sent my way which makes me very uncomfortable.
Heading toward the back of the gym through a
set of double doors, we enter what could only be dubbed the cardio
room. Rows of treadmills, stationary bikes, elliptical, row
machines and stair climbers fill the room. There are a few people
in there but not many. We head toward the treadmills.
“Ok, so let’s start you out on the
treadmill. We will do a ten minute warm up then get into the grunt
of the cardio.”
Hmmmm grunt? What the hell
am I going to be grunting about. It’s walking… how hard can that
be?
I soon learn never to question how hard
walking can be. Sterling has discovered that even though I don’t
work out I have a pretty low heart rate which he stated means he
has to push me harder to get my heart rate up. Why he needs it up,
I don’t ask. At this point, I am afraid to ask him anything in fear
that it will cause him to want to punish me more. Seriously, this
is punishment. He’s got to be pissed about my comment and that’s
why he’s trying to kill me.
“Ok Reece, warm up is over, let’s take you
on a little jog,” he said as his hand went to increase my speed.
Slapping his hand away from the controls he looks at me confused.
“I told you Sterling, the only time I run is when I am being
chased. Unless you plan on getting behind me on this treadmill to
chase me, don’t you dare touch that button.”
You know when you say something and then
quickly wish you hadn’t? Well this was one of those moments for me.
His face scrunched a bit but then quickly changed to contemplation
and he broke out the biggest smile I have seen. Before I could
react he jumps behind me and is reaching for the increase speed
button on the treadmill. Is he serious right
now? He is close, way too close to my body. Reaching
around my shoulder to the controls has put his head right next to
my neck and almost resting on my shoulder. I breathe in and quickly
wish I hadn’t. He smells of the ocean; clean, crisp, fresh. DAMMIT!
His hand slid past my arm that was holding
on to the heart rate control. It was a slow reach, well at least in
my head it was, but at this moment time could have been standing
still for all I know. A few pushes and suddenly my feet are
starting to move a lot faster. A few more clicks and in order to
keep up with the belt I break out into a slow jog. Apparently his
version of jog and mine are different because he keeps pushing the
up button. Picking up speed now I am running, and to fit exactly
what I said, he is chasing me, ok well sort of.
“Sterling,
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