Forbidden Passion

Chapter 684 Just for Fun

Two days later, Phoebe snagged a gym membership and some personal training sessions at the gym downstairs. Like most women, Phoebe was all about that strong and fit look. The same afternoon she got the membership, she hit the gym for a workout.

Phoebe was multitasking like a pro-working out, making phone calls. Her personal trainer was this guy named Derek Rivera.

While she was on the phone, Derek kept it low-key. He just showed her the exercises and had her follow along.

Once Phoebe hung up, she took off her Bluetooth headset.

Derek grabbed it with a big smile, "Ms. Ziegler, you're really busy, huh?"

Phoebe gave an apologetic smile, "Sorry, the company's just getting on track, so it's been a bit crazy. What exercise were we on again?"

Derek showed her the move again, and Phoebe followed along.

It had been a while since Phoebe last worked out. Even though Derek had set up a low-intensity recovery session, she was wiped by the end.

Her phone rang again. Phoebe took the Bluetooth headset from Derek, put it on, and answered the call, still catching her breath.

The person on the other end heard her heavy breathing and paused for a few seconds before asking, "Where are you? Why are you out of breath?" Hearing Theodore's voice, Phoebe stopped wiping her sweat and told Derek, "Let's schedule for next time."

"Alright, Ms. Ziegler, see you next time."

Phoebe wiped her sweat as she walked to the locker room, saying casually, "I'm at the gym. What's up, Mr. Reynolds?"

"What are you doing at the gym?" Theodore asked.

Phoebe replied, "Obviously, working out. What else would I be doing, checking out hot guys? If it's not important, I'm gonna hang up."

such an ingrate." Theodore's teasing

ingrate.

"How could I? Am I

"I'm waiting for you

Phoebe could say

Bluetooth headset, wondering why Theodore

clothes, and left

walked through the open office area, a bunch of people peeked

enviously before taking a big bite of cake. "But this cake is

blissfully. "By the way, Mr. Reynolds sends desserts every day. Is he trying to fatten up Ms. Ziegler so no one else will

more comfortable to hug if she gains some weight," the colleague said,

colleague on the head, "Get your mind out of the gutter. If Ms. Ziegler knew you were

open,

and profound gaze. When he looked at her so intently, his eyes seemed full

with her gym bag and sat

let me know in advance so I could greet you at the

his lips, his gaze falling on

just showered and wasn't wearing makeup. Her complexion was flawless, with a natural radiance that seemed to glow

resting her chin on her hand, "I didn't want to keep

He glanced at the coffee table and said lightly,

is no hairdryer," Phoebe

called Lori over, instructing her unceremoniously, "Go

hair draped over her shoulders and immediately understood. "The fashion team next door has a hairdryer. I'll borrow it." With that,

leaned against the

for you. I pay her a