Total pages in book: 80
Estimated words: 78357 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 392(@200wpm)___ 313(@250wpm)___ 261(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 78357 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 392(@200wpm)___ 313(@250wpm)___ 261(@300wpm)
I knew I looked dumb, but I just couldn’t help my jubilation at seeing him there with my dog on my lawn.
Like, so, so sexy.
DG bent down and picked up my dog, making it look effortless.
I shook my head when he said, “Hey, Favorite Customer.”
His teasing had my mouth opening before I could so much as think twice about it.
“Do you work out?” I asked. “Because when I have to lift him, I have to have a neighbor help me.”
His lips twitched. “Actually, I do. Functional fitness. Lifting dogs. That’s why I work out.”
I tilted my head. “Maybe I need to start working out. You don’t do anything crazy like go to the gym at three in the morning, do you?”
He snorted. “Actually, no. Most of the time I do it at night when I have the time. Sometimes I can fit it into a normal time during the day. Every once in a while, I have to do the crazy stuff like workout at five in the morning to make sure I can actually get one in. But those days are rare.”
I wondered what he did.
He sounded like he was busy as hell, and he made it sound like from our other times of seeing each other during his deliveries that this wasn’t his main job. That he filled in when he was needed.
“And, if you’re interested in testing the waters, there’s a Christmas community WOD this weekend,” he offered.
I tilted my head slightly sideways. “What’s a community wod?”
“W-O-D,” he explained the acronym. “Workout of day. And a community WOD is actually just a way to get the community interested in fitness. And we always love trying to get some newcomers in the gym. Fresh meat.”
He winked, and I felt my heartbeat accelerate.
“Oh.” I licked my lips, and he gently placed my dog on the ground before reaching into his back pocket and producing a four-dollar toy that I’d purchased just for the sole purpose of getting him to come see me. “That sounds… intimidating.”
He laughed. “It might be a little bit,” he agreed. “But it’s fun. I swear. And I’ll be there. It’s on the corner of 259 and Wells Road. Nine in the morning. This Saturday.”
I was almost excited at the prospect of seeing him again, maybe for more than the five minutes he usually stayed.
Except… working out was not my thing. Not even a little bit.
“I’ll give it a try,” I said as I reached for the parcel. “Thank you.”
He winked, and my entire heart damn near leaped out of my body.
“Have a good day, Mrs. LeBlanc. See you this weekend if you decide to come,” DG called.
I barely restrained the urge to call after him.
My heart was pounding and the only thing I could think to do was watch him drive away with a bubble of excitement in my throat.
As soon as he was no longer in sight, I immediately groaned.
“What the hell did I just get myself in to?” I asked myself.
My sister was laughing her ass off when I finally got close enough to the phone.
“You heard?” I moaned.
“Oh, yeah. I heard.” She giggled. “You’re so stupid.”
I was, wasn’t I?
I’d never worked out a day in my life.
What in the hell possessed me to agree to a damn CrossFit Christmas workout?
Oh, I knew why. DG was hot.
And he might take his shirt off.
That’s why.
Santa saw your Instagram pics. You’re getting a Bible and clothes for Christmas.
-Coffee Cup
Nola
I was going to throw up.
There I was, holding my most festive gear that I’d had overnighted—yes in hope, partly, that sexy DG would make it to my house—and standing in the doorway of a CrossFit building that scared the literal bejesus out of me, only minutes after I’d gotten off of work.
My eyes took in everything.
It was the Saturday before Christmas—which happened to be in four days—and they had everything decorated. The barbells were wrapped with red and white tape, making them resemble a candy cane. The weight rigs were wrapped in bright sparkly tinsel. There was a massive Christmas tree right inside the door. The bike looking things that had massive fans attached to their fronts were blinking with lights.
It looked like a winter wonderland… disguised hell.
Literally, what the hell was I thinking?
“Hello.” A deep, male voice had me looking up toward where I’d heard the sound.
I found him standing in front of me.
He was dressed in red shorts, a black t-shirt with the words Mad CrossFit on it, and red, white, and blue CrossFit shoes.
He looked absolutely adorable.
“Hello,” I managed to say. “My name is Nola.”
“It’s very nice to have you here.” The gym’s owner held out his hand. “My name is Madden, it’s nice to meet you.”
I held out my hand to Madden and grinned. “Just go easy on me. I’ve never done CrossFit before, and my sister begged me to go after I received an invitation to come to your community workout.”