Chapter 44
I’ve been jumping rope for more than twenty minutes. In between I took a couple of breaks. I slump down on the mat exhausted beyond belief. My muscles ache, screaming at me in hatred for putting them through this torture. Maybe Blake was right, I am out of shape.
My stomach is flat on the mat, the thin sweat on my skin coating it without being able to penetrate. My cheek pressed into the navy blue mat as I pant for air. Blake slumps down beside me and pokes my sides. I groan not being able to move.
“You’re not dying are you?” He joked but I can hear the tinge of seriousness in his tone.
I glare at him, not liking that he was finding this amusing. “I’m glad you find this amusing.” I said sarcastically and turned my head away from him.
He laughs at my childishness. I’m staring at the huge boxing ring in the middle of the room. I remember seeing Blake fight for the first time and instead of being frightened or disgusted I found it enjoyable to watch. I’m staring at it in longing, wondering when I’ll be able to actually train inside. When I’ll be able to box. My thoughts are cut off by the firm slap on my a*s. Blake’s hand leaves a sting and I gasp, turning to face him. “You’re not ready for that ring yet bambina, you have a lot of work to do. ” He smirks and stands up.
I narrowed my eyes and turn over until my back was now pressed to the mat. “Did you seriously have to slap my butt to tell me that?” He smirks. “Then what would be the fun in that if I hadn’t? I much rather slap your little taut a*s than only speaking to get your attention.” He winks then gets serious. “Now time for sit-ups.”
My eyes widen and I puffed out an exhausted breath. “But I haven’t rested for five minutes yet.” I moan in complaint.
Blake’s eyes darken as he stares me down. “Don’t sound again unless I’m my down beside me to stop the way to his words. raises his my eyes and began doing sit-ups.
was done, I was dying starfish. The like they were lit on fire. Hair that ponytail from jumping is sweaty forehead like a is beside me, holding a towel and a heart is racing wasn’t accustomed to. “My
fire.” that means it’s working.” towel up and peel the
My muscles groan in protest as I do
Blake and start
“You know you’re not
that. like a me the bottle of water. I need my girl to be needed to be. I you like a piece raise a brow.”A piece of cake?” I push the mouth and start gulping was in the desert for grin forms piece of cake. I
I’d eat you out like every minute.”
the water, finally is quick to tap out of my lungs. When I him an accusing glare. a sexual shrugs. “I enjoy teasing you I feel. Too bad you didn’t before.”
to know You had many defend.
weren’t my girlfriends, slept around could you not know I was in love you like you were this except for you. Even knew!” He grumbles.
“Yeah like You used those girls simply told I was in love with you too back me were with other girls didn’t really rea*sure
in
I admit that I was going at should’ve confessed my feelings a better late than never, mistake again. I want you letting you go.” My tone is thick with
flickers down to my lips.”I want out on a date.” fly out of his mouth so fast that I start to choke just asked me out do you seem so shocked?” He questions confusion after tapping my back.
” I just wasn’t expecting you to ask me out on a date.” I admit after catching my breath. He raised his brow. “Why is this a shock, we’re together aren’t we? Unless you have someone
else-“
I shook my head. “God no, I don’t want anyone else. It’s just this whole relationship thing is new to me. Sometimes I feel like it’s just a dream that we’re together and at any moment I could just wake up and we’d be back as, friends.” I admit and looked away from him.
“Sometimes it feels like a dream for me too.” He starts. I turn to face him, his eyes are already on me, watching me in admiration and love.
It makes my pulse race. “A F*cking beautiful dream that I never want to wake up from.”
He moves so quick that I didn’t even realize he was just a breath away from me. Face millilitres away, lips parted and so close that I could already taste his minty breath.
His fingers come to tangle in my hair, tugging out my ponytail until my hair falls over my shoulder in thick loose curls.
He draws my head forward and captures my lips into a slow and pa*sionate kiss. I could feel all his emotions pouring out and I was sure he could feel mine. When we finally pulled away to catch our breaths, we were panting like we had run a marathon.
His forehead is pressed on to my own, his eyes closed like he was enjoying this moment.” Feel that?” He asks and opens his eyes. Blue meets green and we stare. Love reflecting in our eyes. “This isn’t a dream, this is reality. We’re in each other’s arms and nothing can pull us away. This is meant to be Ash, I know you could feel it too. We are meant to be.”
I nod in agreement and lift my hand to brush my thumb over his soft pillowy lips.They were red from my kisses.God I love him. “So when’s the date?” I smile.
He grins. “This Saturday and before you say that you don’t want anyone to find out about us yet, I’m rea*suring you that no one will see us. It’ll just be the two of us far away from prying eyes.”
I like the sound of that.
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