his gym wear. His body was glistened with sweat making him that much yummier. Trying to compose myself yet again and pick up my jaw I tried to look away. But I just knew he saw me watching and thinking of only him. Thank God for the fact that I was already flushed, hot and sweaty, I was hoping he didn’t notice that I was turning even redder than before. At least I can make it look like it was the running and not my body reacting to him standing just a few feet away. How did I not notice him before? I have been coming here now for the last two years and this is the first time I have seen him.
Trying to keep my composure together he started towards me. Oh God I hope I don’t fall and die of embarrassment once again. This man unravels me like no man I have ever known.
Trying to keep a brave face Caleb approached me with a sly little grin. I take my head phones out and slow the treadmill down to walking.
“Hey Ryan, how are you?” he asked while letting his eyes roam up and down before they landed on my eyes.
“I am good Caleb, fancy seeing you here today.” Oh my God did I just say fancy. Please someone kill me now. Chuckling, Caleb shook his head and tilted it to the side and running his hands through his hair, that almost did me in. If only I could be the one to do that. He snapped me out of my fantasy and just stared at me. I was waiting for a reply but he just kept looking at me. Staring into my eyes making my heart beat faster than it should and my face burning hotter than normal. It was like he was trying to read my sole or something at first it creeped me out but now I am just flustered trying to figure out if he sees the real me behind these eyes.
I cleared my throat trying to come up with something else to say and break him away from his soul searching. So breaking off the staring contest I looked out the window. I was about to ask him how he was when a leggy brunette bounced her perfect little body over to us. Great, just freaking great, just what I need another disappointment walking up all perky in my life. How do you compete? Tell me. The past two 20 something’s that have walked into my life have yet to defy gravity while I am here contemplating whether I want a boob job just to fit in. I knew he had to have had a girlfriend. No guy that good looking could be alone. I felt my heart sink to the bottom on my stomach as she proceeded to pull him away from his constant staring.
“Come on baby lets go. We are done with ou r workout and I need to get home and change. I need you to take me to my house so I can go to work.” She whined by pulling on his arm trying to get his attention.
“Looks like the groupie is trying to get your attention. You better hurry up Caleb so she won’t be late for work.” I smarted off with a condescending tone. Not sure where it came from, its not like I have claimed him or anything. But I was irritated and not in the mood for his come fuck me eyes or his perfect girlfriend. If that’s who she really is, what I am thinking of course that’s who she is who else would she be.
He just stood there and kept staring. I could tell that she was getting irritated by his constant stare so I decided to take matters in my own hands. I turned off my machine and proceeded to walk away. I was about to the girl’s locker room when he grabbed my hand to halt me. Irritated by his gesture I just turned and shot him with my ‘I could kill you’ eyes for him to let go. No such luck, he kept holding my wrist in his hands.
“Caleb let go so I can get my stuff and head to work.” I seethed .
“Let me buy you some coffee sometime Ryan. I can’t stop thinking about Friday night and want to see you again.” He said with that pleading eyes and a sly little grin.
“I don’t think that’s a good idea. I wouldn’t want your groupie to get upset and I don’t feel like getting into a cat fight today. Maybe some other time.”