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couldn't copy him. Scott jumped on his machine but before he started on his settings, he leaned over to mine. “Don't worry, I won't start you out with anything too fast,” he said. I stared at the screen trying to memorize which buttons he’d punched.
    “When you're ready, just hit the start button. I'll increase the speed in a few minutes. Don't worry about the incline just yet.”
    I pushed the big, green button and began moving. I kept up with the slow walk just fine but Scott reached over and increased it after a couple of minutes. My calves began protesting and I mentally slapped myself for not stretching first. I looked over at Scott who was sprinting. He just smiled at me and I knew he had to be laughing in his head. I looked over at Matt and he gave me a thumbs-up. Oh my lungs burn!
    Forty-five minutes later, I was internally begging for the torture to be over. I could only keep up a fast walk and was embarrassed by how out of shape I was. The guys got off their machines, so I powered mine off and followed them down the hall into an empty room with mats piled up against the wall. They started stretching so I followed suit, not knowing what else to do with myself.
    “Not bad for your first day,” Scott said.
    “Thanks. I guess it shouldn't surprise me that I can't run since I avoid all physical activities.” A quiet, nervous laugh escaped my lips.
    “You'll get used to it the more you workout.” He looked up at me when he said that and I felt my body heat up looking into his eyes. I looked over at Matt and thankfully he was concentrating on stretching and didn't see my reaction to Scott.
    Scott's body moved so gracefully, I was in awe. He walked over to where I was sitting and grabbed my hands, standing me up. “Let me show you how to workout the cramps in your legs.” How did he know I had cramps in my legs? Oh, who cares?
    I could see sweat running down the side of his neck and I wanted to lick it off. I’d never had that urge before. For someone who had run as hard and fast as he had, he smelled amazing. He showed me how to stand on my tiptoes to stretch out my calves. He sat in front of me, pulling me down and we stretched out our legs, pushing our feet together. He reached out for my hands and we rocked back and forth, taking turns pulling each other forward into the other’s space. Our eyes were locked together. I wanted to look away but couldn't.
    Matt came up from behind me and started rubbing my shoulders, breaking me from my trance. “Sorry to hurry you up, but I’ve gotta get home.”
    I didn't want to leave but got up and grabbed my towel and water bottle. I had to take a huge sip of water to wet my dry tongue, my eyes on Scott the entire time. His eyes never broke away from mine, either.
    “Thanks, man. I'll see you tomorrow, right?” Matt asked Scott who was still looking at me.
    “No problem. I'll see you tomorrow.” Scott stood up and walked out the door without saying goodbye to me. Did I do something wrong? I certainly hadn't accomplished my goal of getting Scott out of my head. I think I’d made it worse, actually. I looked around for him as we walked to the front door and was left disappointed I didn’t get one last glance.
    “You'll want to take tomorrow off from working out to let your body rest. Maybe the next day you can come back and try running a little longer,” Matt said as he put his arm around me and walked me out to his car.
    “Okay. Sure.” I kissed his cheek feeling guilty about my thoughts straying to Scott.

Cha pter 4
    Katherine
    Robert usually didn't chat with me on Friday nights, but tonight was an exception. He had taken this weekend off to study for midterms. I should have been doing the same, but I never passed up the chance at a good conversation, especially since they were few and far between now that Alissa spent most of her time with Matt.
    Robert: Have you ever made out with a guy before?
    This question was the most personal question he had asked