FREYA'S POV
Twenty minutes later I am sweating and frustrated and Adrian has not even broken a sweat.
"Again." He stands in front of me with his arms crossed. Looking completely unbothered while I am dying. "You are dropping your guard. Keep your hands up."
"I am trying." I wipe sweat from my forehead. "This is harder than it looks."
"It is supposed to be hard. If it was easy everyone would be good at fighting." He moves closer. Adjusts my stance with his hands on my hips. "Wider. You need better balance."
His touch makes my skin heat for entirely different reasons than exercise. I try to focus on what he is teaching me instead of how close he is standing. How good he smells even covered in sweat.
"Better." His hands slide up to my waist. "Now when I come at you, you are going to blo
