On the Count of Three by AJ Nicole

Author:AJ Nicole [Nicole, AJ]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: anonymous
Published: 2023-11-29T00:00:00+00:00

Chapter nine

NOVA

As I walk down the back hallways, I get a sense of Deja vu. Images of Hunter pressing me up against the cold concrete with his annoyingly hot body flash through my head incredulously. I try to push them down knowing that I have a job to do, and I can’t let that happen again.

But just as if his ears were ringing, I get a text from the man.

Sorry I had to leave so early. Had to prepare myself for when Bossman ripped me for missing curfew. But I really enjoyed last night. I’d love to do it again.

Reading his message makes me smile, but really, we can’t do it again. We shouldn’t do it again.

But I want to do it again.

I have to admit that I feel rather satisfied after last night and I really did enjoy the thrill it gave me. But God, if I had any common sense or decency at all I’d look at my slutty self and tell her to get her shit together.

So I feign a moment of self-control and look up and down the hall for the training room. That’s where I was told I’d find Zayd.

I type out a response to Hunter and send it on its way.

Sounds good.

But I instantly regret the open door of possibilities I just stupidly conveyed when I know I should have just turned him down nicely. But how do you say no to something that makes you feel so good? Besides, it’s not a promise of marriage, just an invitation for some more pillow talk…minus the talking.

I finally approach a door that says TRAINING on it and then I realize there are four more just like it down the hall. I walk up to the one right in front of me and attempt to open it, but it’s locked. So I move on to the next one which opens up to a mini gym, but the lights are off and no one is inside.

I walk down to the third door and pause to the throaty sound of a man grunting. He has to be in this room. I approach the door and open it gently so as to not scare him and force him to drop a weight down on himself, but when I open the door a sliver, a man lifting weights is not what my eyes have front seat to.

Female moans accompany the groans that I heard, and I focus on what I’m watching, not really intending to be nosey but the provocative display in front of me is intriguing.

There’s a raven-haired female tied to the pullup bar and her feet aren’t even touching the ground. Instead, they’re wrapped around the rock-hard shoulders of a man. My heart sinks in a freefall of jealousy when I recognize who this is.

It's Krew.

But jealous of what? I’m not sure. I’ve never even spoken to the man for me to feel that form of betrayal or envy of the woman he’s got his tongue on. And

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