Caleb’s POV
After seeing Mrs. Ivey in the gym this morning I showered in the locker room quickly then headed off to work. Because I stopped my workout to stare at her while she worked out and then talking to her, it made me a few minutes late. I was happy I had gotten to see her one more time already before she went home but it wasn’t enough. I wanted to not just see her but hang out with her again, maybe even more. Having drinks with her last night was great.
While driving around in my patrol car I couldn’t help but think about how she looked now. I didn’t comment on the full sleeves of tattoos she now has, or the amount of muscle mass she had gained. I had commented that I could tell she had obviously been in the gym a lot. She would have been able to tell that I had been checki
