“You like a late workout?”

“Always.”

The new manager at my gym had been desperate for me to notice him. Every time I worked out, he appeared to be in my line of sight. If I was in the weight room, there he was wiping down a nearby machine. If I went to jump rope on the patio, he was out there, as well, adjusting the lights and making sure all of the free weights were put away properly.

I like to exercise after my workday ends, and I’m serious about my schedule, but I couldn’t keep my eyes off him. He had a physique straight out of a muscle magazine and eyes like the pure blue of a fresh, mountain stream.

But despite his constant, distracting presence, I was determined to get my workouts done. After a long day at the office, all I wanted was the release of... Read More