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shallow steps, and then Meg pushed the door open and stepped inside. She’d been a couple of times before, but exercise was not her best friend. She got her workouts with Sam, and they didn’t involve barbells, just lots of sweating.
    Maud flashed a wide smile at the young blonde working the front counter. Meg would feel like a cradle snatcher if she dated him. He couldn’t be more than eighteen.
    “Ladies. Are you members?”
    Meg shook her head. “No. I’m a friend of Sam’s and we hoped to get a free trial to see if we wanted to join.”
    The young man grinned at her. “You must be Meg, and I’m guessing this vision of pink loveliness is Maud.”
    Maud positively glowed. “You’ve heard of me, hot stuff?”
    He leaned on the counter. “Absolutely, sweet thing, and we’ve all been dying to meet you. How about I escort you and give you a personal workout?”
    Meg chuckled. No doubt he wanted to find out if the pair of them were as eccentric as Sam led him to believe. Added to that, he was obviously gay so he would be safe left alone with Maud, and if he watched Maud, she would be free to chase Sam down.
    The young man vaulted the front counter and offered Maud his arm. “I’m Lance. Shall we?”
    Maud linked arms with him and batted her enormous lashes.
    Meg hung back. “If you two are okay without me, I might go find Sam.”
    Lance patted Maud’s hand. “Leave her with me. She’ll have a blast. Sam’s in studio one. He should be finishing his class in about twenty minutes. When you’re done, we’ll be in the main gym putting this sweet thing through her paces.”
    As they wandered off, she heard Maud asking Lance if his pecs were real. No doubt she would feel him up to find out. Gay or not, he’d have his hands full and would need to be rescued sooner rather than later.
    Alone at last, Meg sauntered to studio one. People for the next class hung around outside. Some sat on couches and others leaned against walls. Meg excused herself and found a spot where she could watch the class in action through the full-length glass windows.
    Sam lay on his back on the small stage and the members of the class were flat out all over the room. The music vibrated and she watched in erotic fascination as he scooted his feet under his knees and demonstrated pelvic thrusts in time to the beat. No wonder he had such amazing stamina and rhythm. She chewed her thumbnail in an effort to hold back a moan of pure lust. Her whole body thrummed with sexual tension and a pulse beat between her thighs in response to each of Sam’s thrusts.
    A deep female voice whispered, “Wouldn’t you just love to have him do that to you naked and in bed?”
    Meg glanced at the woman who had apparently been unable to stop herself from sharing her fantasy with a total stranger. The woman moaned softly when Sam pumped his hips upward again. The bike shorts he wore did nothing to reduce the eroticism in the move. His new fan could be anything from thirty upward. Plastic surgery might be involved, but either way her body put Meg’s to shame. If women like that made passes at Sam, how long would he resist? The man had a sex drive that could power a whole suburb. One way or another, she needed to make sure he was satisfied or risk losing him to someone else.
    “He’s got a girlfriend.”
    The woman chuckled. “Don’t I know it. He kissed her like his life depended on it a few weeks ago, but just because he has someone now doesn’t mean he isn’t interested in a fling. He is male, after all.”
    The dark haired woman looked Meg up and down. “Although you might need to work out a little harder if you want to try your luck.”
    Meg glanced down at her scruffy, baggy sweatshirt, which she knew hid a multitude of sins, including a midriff that could use some toning. Sam had been kissing another woman? Why not. She was hardly the catch of the century and he had been going without at home.
    “Did you see the woman he kissed?”
    “Sure. Tall,