Alexandra’s POV
“Why are you being so hesitant? You agreed to this and you promised you would train me, Dale.”
I stood on the soft matted floor staring at Dale with my arms crossed over my chest. Dale rubbed the back of his head, a move that drew my eyes to the way his muscles flexed underneath the fitted t-shirt he wore. They moved like ripples and for a moment, I almost forgot why I was here.
Focus. Now is not the time to ogle him. We have more serious matters at hand.
When his hand fell away from his hair, it rested on his slender waist. His slutty little waist. The shirt he wore left little to the imagination, perfectly outlining out each fine ridge of his abdomen. My gaze began to trail lower. . .
“I did but-“Only when his hesitant voice reached my ears was I able to catch myse
