Madeline’s pov
I let out a groan as I twisted my upper body to the right with my legs spread apart and then I repeated the same by my left.
I let out a sigh as I completed my stretches and my body felt a little sore.
Would I ever get used to this?
I made my way to the other side of the training ground where I knew Hunter would be and my eyes sought him out.
My lips parted as I found him by the corner. He was shirtless and bent over a stone where he sharpened a sword. My eyes greedily trailed his toned body and I couldn’t help but imagine what running my fingers along his packs would feel like.
“Madeline, focus!” I chided myself as I tried to tear my gaze away from the sight but failed miserably.
I watched as sweat dripped down his body as he worked and something stirred within me.
