Calista stood in front of a space that looked like the Avengers’ hide and CrossFit cult had a baby.
Calista stepped in slowly, her mouth slightly opened, looking around with round eyes. “This… this is obscene.”
The room was massive—industrial concrete floors, dark matte walls lined with racks of gleaming weapons, and reinforced ceilings with hidden panels Calista was pretty sure held “surprises.”
One wall was a floor–to–ceiling mirror, the other filled with heavy-duty gym equipment: free weight, treadmills, punching bags, and a boxing ring at the center like this was Rocky meets John Wick.
And then her brain short-circuited.
Because all four boys were in the room.
Shirtless.
Sweating.
Glowing.
Panting.
Aaron was doing pull-ups, muscles flexing like he was stirring in a fi
