Chapter 1: Introduction
The gym I belonged to was a typical, upscale, LA scene. A hundred gleaming-eyed machines and so many bustling bodies that my thoughts could find nowhere to rest. But there was something mesmerizing about Kyle. I had been watching Kyle for a few months now. He was a personal trainer at my gym, and there was a certain intensity about him that pulled at my gaze. And my imagination.
Our first real conversation happened as I was leaving the gym one day. I had just finished my workout and was making my way to the showers.
Kyle was across the room, waving goodbye to one of his clients. The muscular, broad-shouldered man with short brown hair and a crooked grin caught my eye and walked over.
"Hey there, Kindra! How's your day been?" he asked, his voice deep and kind.
"Oh, hi, Kyle! It's been good," I replied, slightly intimidated by his presence. "Just another workout."
"Well, you're looking great," he said with a wink, and I felt my cheeks grow warm.
"You ever think about getting a personal trainer?"
I laughed nervously. "Oh, I don't know. I've never really considered it."
"You should. You have a lot of potential. I could help you reach your goals," he said. I looked into his eyes and couldn't help but feel a spark. "I'll, um, think about it," I mumbled, turning to head to the showers.
I didn't give it much thought until a few days later.