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.

approaching him. Even though my voice is

I accused when I am standing before

and I shuddered. I searched his blue eyes, trying my best to

eyes search mine. “And trust me, it was hard to.” He confessed, looking away. “I didn’t

my lips subconsciously as I stared at his glistening flesh that tempted me to reach forward and skim my fingers across the smooth

to feel him like I had done last

mine, staring at me with so much warmth that I could feel it puncturing inside my skin.

a step forward. “I didn’t want

action to

off his neck back up to his eyes.

brushing the tips of my fingers around his wrists as I stare up into his intense eyes. “And one day,” I looked at him under my lashes, dragging my

The air around us charge with electricity and buzzed with tension. A zap in

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