Crossing The Line (A Taboo Love series Book 3) Read Online Free PDF Page B

minutes," I tell him and hold out my hand to seal the deal.
    Parker stares at my hand for a moment. I can see the wheels turning and can tell that he's debating whether or not to back out. Suddenly, he clasps my hand and shakes it. I smile slowly; he has no idea how badly he's going to lose. And I am seriously looking forward to getting my hands on him. My fingers are itching to run all over him, to grab onto his muscular arms, to squeeze his taut ass. I shake those thoughts free before I pop a boner in the middle of the gym.
    We head over to the pull up bars and get situated on two that are side by side. Basically, we're going to keep going until someone falls off. I don't know why he feels the need to challenge me. I must invoke his competitive nature or something.
    We both jump up and grip the bars above our heads. I give us a three count and we're off. At first, we are keeping pace with each other. Once we get to fifty, Parker starts to slow slightly, doing one for every two that I do. After I reach seventy-five, he is seriously struggling. I can see his arms shaking and the tendons in his neck straining. His face is bright red and he's grunting loudly.
    "Just...give...up..." I grit out between pull-ups. "I...can...go...on...forever."
    Parker hangs from the bar, his chin to his chest, his breathing coming fast and hard. "Fuck me," he breathes before dropping to the floor. He immediately folds his legs and drops to his ass.
    I do a few more pull ups just for show then drop to my feet. I stretch my arms above my head, linking my hands together leaning to the side. I need to stretch my Lats to make sure they don’t tighten up. "I hope you’re done with trying to outdo me, Parker," I mumble. I use his proper name because, well, I really don't want to compete with him anymore, especially since he is a sore loser.
    "I'm done." He sighs.
    "Good, let’s go get showered up and get out of here so I can collect on our bet," I say and take a long drink of my water.
    Parker groans but doesn't argue. We head for the locker room and each take a quick shower. After we get dressed, Parker drops me off at home, tells me to pack some clothes and shit, and says that he has to run some errand before picking me back up in about an hour.

    Parker…
    I got a call from Calvin just before I jumped into the shower at the gym and he said that the background check was in and he wanted to discuss it with me in person. Why he couldn’t just tell me on the phone, I don’t know. So now my stomach is roiling. I feel like I’ve been summoned to the principal’s office. I didn’t tell Chance that I had asked Calvin to do a check on him, so I make an excuse to drop him at home and head to the club. I tell him that I’ll pick him up in an hour. I guess I am going to be his chauffer for the week since he doesn’t have a car here.  I kind of like it that way anyway, makes me feel more in control of the situation.
    We both agreed not to spend too much time apart in case Morgan does in fact check up on us. As much as we dislike each other, neither of us wants to lose this job.  Not only is the movie going to be a blockbuster, but we also don’t want to get the reputation for being difficult to work with. That will kill a career faster than you can say Kardashian sex tape.  Although, that’s what made her career isn’t it?  Shit, well, you know what I mean.  Anyway, by going to the gym every day, if she calls, we can just tell her that we needed to shower after our workouts or whatnots so that we are not glued to each other 24/7.
    I say a quick hello to Monica at the entrance and slide on my mask. She asks if I need a room key, but I politely decline.  I also decide to not wear my nametag since I’m not here to meet anyone.  It’s against the rules, but Calvin doesn’t enforce it on me, Nick, or Delilah. I push through the double wooden doors and head straight to Calvin’s office, making sure not to make eye contact with any of the