~William~
I had spent the better part of the night staring at the ceiling, my lips still burning from a kiss that should have never happened. Every time I closed my eyes, I saw those chocolate-colored irises challenging me.
By the afternoon, I needed to drown out the noise in my head. I hit the private gym at the athletic club, pushing myself through a brutal set of squats. The burn in my muscles was the only thing that felt real.
My gym friend, Alex, was leaning against a weight rack nearby, scrolling through his own phone between sets. We had known each other for a long time now and we are close and he's one of the few people who didn't care about my last name, which was probably why I tolerated his constant talking.
Ping.
The sound of a text notification cut through the heavy beat
