Team Hate by Hart Rebel

Author:Hart, Rebel
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Amore Publishing
Published: 2020-03-29T16:00:00+00:00

15

John

I was relieved that Jim had forced a break on Jane and decided to have her work on strength and conditioning with just Jack and I. It seemed that kind of work really was her preferred work, and when she was looking at the monitor and anxiously scribbling notes, I couldn’t help but notice how adorable she looked. Her eyes were wide and excited and her hands moved across the page at a million miles a minute.

“Okay,” she announced finally, “can you both take your shirts off?”

Jack started laughing. “Of course, after enough time, they all wanna see the goods.”

“Don’t you start.” Jane walked and stood between the treadmills Jack and I were running on. “I need to look at some muscle reflexes.”

Without stopping our tread, both Jack and I lifted our shirts over our heads and tossed them to the side. Jane started out observing Jack’s body, making notes as he ran, and poking him in specific places with a pen. Eventually, she reached her hand out and set it on the side of his rib-cage. She kept it in place while he moved, and even though it was clear she was just studying the pull and strain of his muscles, part of me burned with jealousy. I turned my head away from the scene and tried to focus on keeping my own even pace. I cursed myself internally for getting so lost and mixed up with my emotions. I didn’t know which way was up anymore.

“Alright, I’m gonna slow you down and stop you.” Jane started to tap the buttons on the treadmill Jack was on, causing the belt to slow steadily until it came to a stop. “I think we’re good for today, Jack. I’ll give you a report tomorrow. You can hit the showers.”

“Thanks, coach.” Jack climbed off the treadmill, wiped his face with his shirt, and walked out of the room.

Jane turned her attention to me. The second her eyes landed on my bare torso, her cheeks turned a bright shade of red. She dropped out of ‘focused strength and conditioning coach’ mode and instead stood gawking at me. I kept running, feeling my own skin heat up at the feeling of her eyes painting me over, but eventually, I cleared my throat.

“Jane?”

She shivered a little bit and sprang into action. “Right. Sorry.”

She did the same with me as she had with Jack, staring closely at my muscles and scratching a variety of notes as she did so, and then she finished by setting her hand on my stomach. My heart started to pound, and the sweat around my brow was no longer due to the working out. We’d shared a couple of unintentionally intimate moments, but I was just concerned with helping her through what was going on with Dax. With her hand on my exposed flesh, her fingers pressing against me ever so gently, I was beginning to long for something more from her.

We stayed that way for a while, definitely longer than she had done with Jack.

Download

Copyright Disclaimer:
This site does not store any files on its server. We only index and link to content provided by other sites. Please contact the content providers to delete copyright contents if any and email us, we'll remove relevant links or contents immediately.