She was already there when he fully registered her presence.
Not just standing at the edge of the workout area like someone who wandered in by mistake, but she was dressed for it. She had on an athletic wear that was fitted but practical. Nothing flashy. Her hair pulled back into a ponytail just enough to suggest she meant to move, not pose.
Ryan tilted his head slightly, squinting as if his eyes were adjusting to a miscalculation. He looked at her with a with a silent, questioning intensity, wondering why she sought him out here, of all places.
What was she doing here?
She noticed his look and shifted her weight, suddenly aware of herself in a way she hadn’t been a second earlier.
"I thought," she said, clearing her throat, "I’d join you."
He waited. She didn’t add anything else.
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