Avery’s pov

I pushed open the door to the gym, my

I hear the familiar grunts and sound eyes already in search of him when of fists hitting the bag.

My heart leapt when I spotted him by the punching bag, his strong intimidating form moving fluidly as he keeps punching the bag in. I’d not be surprised if the bag suddenly burst open from his force.

As I stood there, mesmerized by the sight of him, it seems as though he sensed that I was there because he turned around, his eyes catching mine instantly. The tense air around him evaporates and his eyes soften, and a small playful smile traced on his lips.

“You’re late.” He snorts playfully, removing the gloves from his hands.

My breath hitched, staggering as I stare at his playful warm smile. Get a hold of yourself, Avery. One smile and you’ve forgotten you are supposed to give him hell for leaving you without saying goodbye.

your word this time,” I grumble, approaching him. Even though my voice is cold,

when I am

and I shuddered. I searched his blue eyes, trying my best to not be entrapped by his gaze. He always seems to trap me and make me lose my

He confessed, looking away. “I didn’t want to wake you up or get you in trouble

my lips subconsciously as I stared at his glistening flesh that tempted me

to feel him like I had done last night. His

with so much warmth that I could feel it

cheek, taking a step forward. “I didn’t want you to leave,” I whispered, searching his gaze, for what I don’t

addam apple bobbing up and down. I find the action to be hot, and my

moving off his neck back up to his

as I stare up into his intense eyes. “And one day,” I looked at him under my lashes, dragging my teeth on my bottom lip. “I’d

desire swirling in the blue storms. The air around us charge with electricity

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