Chapter 62
AlexaAt five thirty, I tapped the incoming message alert, opening up a text message that contained nothing but a photo of Graham’s bicep along with a sweating smiley face emoji. The background looked all too familiar.
Skipping out of my office toward the gym, I caught myself grinning uncontrollably.
Sure enough, he stood with a wide stance in the free weights area, watching his reflection for correct form on his hammer curls.
Guess he’s gotta keep those biceps in shape.
Our glances crossed in the wall-length mirror.
“One hundred and one, one hundred and two…Oh, hey, Alexa. Pushing my reps today.” He smiled through an exaggerated grunt.
“Really? A hundred curls? Impressive.”
“Maybe for other guys. You know, just another day at the gym for me.”
He lifted his shirt to wipe
