To My Arrogant Boss (The Inappropriate Bachelors #2) - J. S. Cooper Page 0,30
are free.”
“Oh, okay.”
“I do use the coed sauna and steam rooms though.”
“I’m sure.”
“Maybe we can go in the steam room afterward?”
“Yeah, maybe. I’ll think about it.” I smiled. I already knew that I was going to go into the steam room, but I sure as hell wasn’t going to let him know that. To be honest, I had no clue what I was doing, and I wish I’d asked Magnolia her opinion before I’d just volunteered to join Tate at the gym.
“Okay, well, this is the locker room.” He pointed to a room on the right. “You can put your bag in one of the lockers. All of them have free locks. I’ll leave my bag by #14. My bag doesn’t fit in the locker, so I place it by the side.”
“You’re not nervous someone will steal something?”
“No.” He chuckled. “The membership here is expensive and exclusive. No one needs to steal my dirty drawers.”
“Okay, then.” I shrugged. But inside I was dancing with glee. His bag was out in the open. The letter writer could very well be someone at the gym, and from the looks of it, there were plenty of women here who wanted to get to know him.
“This is the ladies changing room.” He stopped. “I’ll see you in a bit.”
“Okay.” I walked inside the room. I was going to place the note in his bag before I met him by the treadmills. Then we could work out and hit the steam room. Hopefully, we’d be working out for a good hour or so and that would leave ample time for a mystery woman to slide the note inside his bag.
Chapter 9
Tate
“Turn it up a little bit, Jane.”
On the treadmill next to me, Jane scowled. Her face was red and she looked like she wanted to scratch me.
“I just turned it up,” she snapped. “And now I’m getting my breath back with a walk.”
“But you’re only going three miles per hour.”
“I was going eight miles an hour just now, and I nearly fell off.”
“I didn’t realize you were in such bad shape.” I laughed as I ran alongside her and she practically growled at me. “I jest, I jest! You’re doing great.”
“I’m tired.” She made a face and grabbed her bottle of water. “I’m getting off in five minutes.”
“Can’t you do ten more minutes?”
“Nope.”
“Fine, after this, we can do some weights and then head to the steam room.”
“Meh, I just want to head to my bed.” She put her water bottle back down and reached up and brushed away some flyaway hairs from her face. “This is exhausting.”
“We’ve only been on the treadmill for fifteen minutes.”
“Fifteen minutes too long. I hate the gym. Why did I forget that I hate the gym?” She yawned, and I laughed again.
“It’s because you haven't been in ages, and you haven’t had me as a trainer.”
“I don’t have you as a trainer.”
“Yes, you do. I’m yours for the taking.”
“I’m not taking anything, thank you very much.”
“Don’t you mean gracias?”
“No, I don’t.” She smiled at me then. “You think this is funny, don’t you?”
“Just a little bit.” I grinned. “Girl, we have got to get you into better shape. How are you going to last all night long if you don’t have the stamina for an hour on the treadmill?”
“Whatever, Tate.” She shook her head. “I can’t believe you come here every day.”
“I normally come twice a day.”
“You’re crazy.”
“I like to call myself fit.”
“Hey, there, Tate.” A flirtatious voice called my name from the left and I looked to see who was calling me. Oh gosh, Plastic Titties was back. Was she following me?
“Hey.”
“I see you decided to take me up on my offer.” She walked over to me, long blonde hair flowing. She was wearing shorts this evening and they covered very little of her thighs.
“Your offer?”
“You know.” She stopped by the treadmill and grinned. “You look happy to see me.” She looked down at my gym shorts, clearly thinking that my bulge was for her. She had no idea that the lady on the treadmill next to me, with her baggy blue t-shirt and sweatpants, turned me on far more than she did.
“Don’t let looks deceive you.” I looked over at Jane. She was staring straight ahead pretending she wasn’t paying any attention, but I knew she was listening. “So you’re headed to the steam room later?”
“Yes, I am.” She grinned. “I’ll be wearing nothing but a towel.”
“Nice.”
“I might not even wear the towel.” She licked her lips and