Filed To Story: The Perfect Spiral Book PDF Free by Ashley Constantine
I shot him a pointed look. “And why not?” I asked, while Knox just stood in silence, staring at me.
“Because this gym is mainly full of guys. I don’t want to beat every single one of them up in here for checking you out,” he said, punching Knox out of his daze. “Back me up here, man!”
Knox just nodded.
I turned my gaze back to Kyle. “So let them look. They’re not going to get very far. I’m not interested,” I assured him, and walked over to the stretching section.
I noticed a few eyes follow me, then quickly look away, knowing that dumb and dumber were right behind me.
I grabbed a mat and weights and placed them on the ground beside me. I stretched out my legs and arms, and began my workout.
An hour, one hundred bar squats, one hundred and fifty sit-ups, a ten-minute jog, and two very pissed-off bodyguards later, we were finished.
Many guys had approached me at the beginning when I was alone, but they both came over to stop the guys from approaching me altogether.
This is what I had to deal with every time I was around these two! I couldn’t wait to go back to Cali and get away from these two idiots.
Leaving the gym, we went to the caf? next door to get protein shakes, which were essential for post-workout routines according to Knox. I usually ate a protein bar, but I decided to try a shake today for the hell of it.
Walking up to the counter to see what kind of shakes they had, I was immediately drawn to the Nutella one! The young guy behind the counter smiled at me. His sandy blonde hair, striking blue eyes, and incredibly ripped body made him look incredibly attractive.
I stared for a moment until he asked, “Hey! What can I get you?” Shaking myself out of my daze, I shyly answered, “Um, I’ll have the Nutella shake, please?” He nodded and winked at me. “Sure thing. And for you guys?” he asked, turning to the two idiots standing behind me.
Kyle paid for all of our shakes. As we stood there waiting, I couldn’t help but steal a few glances at the gorgeous, bulky, blonde-haired surfer god behind the counter.
I caught him stealing a few glances of his own, which made me blush and awkwardly avert my gaze. I noticed Knox eyeing him up too, and shooting me occasional glances.
“There you guys are!” His smile was infectious as he handed us our shakes. We chose a table at the back of the caf?, away from the prying eyes of the window. And by prying eyes, I mean those that would be drawn to Knox.
“What’s that?” Knox pointed at my shake, his eyebrow arched in curiosity. Kyle had excused himself to the restroom, leaving us at the table, sipping our shakes.
“The Nutella one. Want a taste? It’s really good!”
He shook his head, his expression suggesting I’d misunderstood. “Not the shake, that!” He spun my cup around, revealing a number scrawled on it, followed by the words. “Call me, you’re cute ?? x”. Holy shit! He’d given me his number! What?!
My eyes widened in surprise, and I whipped my head around to find the hot guy behind the counter. He was leaning back against the counter, arms crossed over his chest, watching me.
A hot guy gave me his number! What do I do? Where’s Andy when you need her? I turned back to my phone to save the number, but Knox snatched it from my hands. I looked up at him, irritation creeping into my expression.
“What are you doing?” I asked, my tone laced with attitude.
“You’re not seriously typing in that guy’s number, are you? He could be a serial killer for all you know!”
I rolled my eyes, shifting in my seat. “Of course I am, stupid! I don’t get approached by many guys-sorry, many hot guys-thanks to you two dipshits.”
I wrestled my phone from his grip and continued to type in the number. I’d ask Andy what to do. She always knows what to do. Me, not so much.
Kyle returned, oblivious to the tension between Knox and me, and the attention he was receiving from the girls in front of us. The light click of heels signaled one of them was approaching us, followed by the screech of chairs as the rest followed. Great.
“Hey, you’re Knox Carter, right?” He nodded at her, clearly still annoyed about the number situation. “Can we get a pic with you?” she asked.
I looked up to find Knox’s gaze on me. We locked eyes before he smirked at me. “Sure, you ladies can! Anything for my fans.” Ugh, keep it in your pants, Knox.
I don’t know what possessed me to look up, but I was regretting it now. As he slowly stood up, one of the girls handed me her phone and smiled at me. How annoying.
I took her phone and positioned myself to take the picture. They were all cozying up to him, their breasts pressed against his sides, their hands dangerously close to the waistband of his gym shorts.
My eyes followed their hands, and I looked up to see that cocky grin spread across his face. I rolled my eyes and lifted the phone to take the picture.
“Ready?” I asked. They plastered their fake smiles on and nodded in unison. Knox stood there like Hugh Hefner, his hands relaxed on the girls’ shoulders on each side of him.
“Okay, say ‘desperate.” Well, I didn’t say that out loud, but I wanted to! I took two pictures and returned the phone to the girl.
I sat down to enjoy more of my shake. Knox was still standing, chatting with the girls. They were asking for individual selfies and pictures now.
When they were done, he sat back down. “Nice meeting you ladies, have a good one!” They all giggled, and then the blonde and brunette returned, each giving him a piece of paper.
“You’re much hotter in person! I was obsessed with your GQ cover last month! You looked incredible! Obviously hitting the gym, so here are our numbers! Oh, and we don’t just do pictures together!” She winked at Knox before they all sauntered out the door.
Such classy girls! They’d do pretty much anything to get with an athlete!
Knox caught my gaze, and I tried hard not to smirk but failed miserably. I raised an eyebrow at him. This was such a standard situation! He’d have called them by the end of the day!
Guess Kyle wouldn’t be the only one to have a threesome in the past twenty-four hours! Lifting the paper between his fingers, he pointed it at Kyle and, to my surprise, asked, “You want it?”
Kyle was surprised too but shook his head no. He must really like Andy? But last night wasn’t really an indication either!
He turned his gaze back to me. I had a confused look on my face, and he mouthed “what?” at me.
Shaking my head, I mouthed back “nothing.” I forced my eyes back to my phone. After a few seconds, when I was sure he wouldn’t be looking. I glanced back up at him..
To my surprise, he was still staring at me. He gave me a lopsided smile and took another sip of his shake, his eyes dropping to his own phone. I don’t know why, but I smiled a little at this.
What just happened? On our way out, he tossed the numbers in the trash, and we raced each other home. I won, but I knew they let me. They think I can’t beat them in a real race, or they’re too scared to find out?
We got home, and I took a shower, which was heavenly. The hot water trickling down my body, washing my hair, the clean feeling it left on my skin-it was just what the doctor ordered. After drying off, I changed into leggings and a baggy jumper.
I dragged my suitcases out to the hallway, where Kyle took them downstairs to the trunk with ease, just like Wes. Wes! I’d forgotten about him the whole time I was here! I can’t wait to see him!
“Wes will pick you up at the airport tomorrow morning at four, okay?”
I nodded, making my way to the car where Kyle was waiting to drive me to the airport. As I slid into the passenger seat and reached for my seatbelt, I noticed Knox bounding out the door towards us.
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