Page 30 of The Secrets Behind Us

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Mateo

“Excuse me” a feminine voice calls out behind me. I turn toward the melodic voice and my breath leaves me, as soon as my eyes meet hers. I take everything in about her as she stands in front of the counter with her arms crossed pushing up her voluptuous breast. The gorgeous woman is a tall curvy woman, long black hair curls flawlessly down her back. When I draw my gaze back up to her heart shaped face, her lips pushed into the perfect o, her blue eyes sparkling with interest. My body stiffens as I turn hard as a rock.

I clear my throat, trying to gain control of my emotions that seem to be raging inside of me. Shit, this is new, but it didn’t matter either. Even if my body hasn’t responded in years to someone. I shake the thoughts from my head. “Yes?” I respond trying to keep my voice as even as possible.

She shakes her head as if she is trying to shake herself from the same trance, we both seemed to be in, then after a long pause she finally answers. “I’m new in town and I saw online that y’all offer self-defense classes? I was really hoping that I would be able to sign up for one.”

She moves her arms down in front of her and starts to wring her hands together, and then continues, “As long as it’s not too much money. I still need to find a job, but I would really appreciate it if I could pay on a payment plan. Do you offer a payment plan? Of course, you probably do, you are a professional business. You probably have a monthly payment to be a member. Right?” She rambles without even taking a breath.

It’s so cute I must suppress myself from smiling. I need to keep my distance from her even though all I want is to wrap arms around her, carry her to my office, bend her over it and take her from behind. While I’m imagining what she might feel like around my cock, she keeps going. When she finally takes a breath, bringing me back to the present, I think she might be done she says one last thing, “I just really need a self-defense class. Do you have one?”

I don’t respond to her. If I allow words to come out of my mouth, I’m not sure what I might say. I just release a grunt. Looking down at the counter I keep my gaze away from her shoving a pamphlet that has all our classes on it along with the cost toward her. While she looks it over, I wait for her to tell me what class she wants to sign up for. The whole time trying to keep the thoughts of what I would like to do if I ever got that body alone.

Her eyes move to mine as she asks more questions about the gym. “Do you have a payment plan? I don’t have a job yet, but I have a interview at the diner today.”

“Yes. You can put it on a credit card and it’s forty dollars a month.”

She lets out an exasperated breath. “Okay. Okay. Would if I don’t want to put it on a credit card and pay cash only.”

My hackles raise with that question. Why wouldn’t she want to use a credit card? I keep my eyes on this dark-haired beauty while I work out in my mind what she could me running from.

“You want to use cash?”

“Yes, I do.”

The hair on the back of my neck rise, and something about what she’s asking, especially currently, because this is not normal. We only take credit cards. Makes it easier to know that clients are paying for their membership monthly without having to chase people down. I open my mouth to tell her that she must use a credit card, but I surprise her and myself by what comes out of my mouth instead. “We can work something out.” I then push the gym application toward her demanding, “Fill this out.”

“Oh, thank god.” She says as she places her dainty left hand over her chest. I look at her hand and notice no ring. Something in my chest tightens, but I’m not sure why. I’m not interested in her. I’m not interested in anybody. A voice in the back of my head quietly whispers, “Liar. Look at her. You want her, like you’ve never wanted anyone else in your life.”

After a few minutes of going through the schedule while the sexy woman in front of me is filling it out, she shoves the papers back toward me. “Here you go.”

“I’ll add you to the class and you just pay me the forty dollars when you can.”

“Thank you thank you. You won’t regret it.”

I just grunt in recognition, but it doesn’t seem to bother her, because she quickly responds “Great. I’ll see y’all back here at four thirty for the next class.”

She looks at me for a beat like she has something she wants to say on the tip of her tongue but doesn’t. She twists on the balls of her feet making her way back out of the gym. I can’t take my eyes of how her sexy ass jiggles as she walks away. I’m finally able to tear them away once she’s in her car and is out of sight. I finally take a deep breath. I didn’t even realize I wasn’t really breathing the whole time she was here.

Shaking my thoughts away from the woman who has seemed to have gotten under my skin in just a few minutes. I need to focus on keeping the gym going. This is my business, I’m the only one who can run it, especially since my father has been pressuring me to launder money through it.

I haven’t told my brothers about it, but something tells me that Dexter knows something up if he doesn’t already know what’s going on. I already allowed my dad to convince me to allow his fighters to train here for free, but I won’t allow him to taint my dream even more. The only reason I even allowed the fighters to train is so I can keep an eye on my younger brother Dexter. Who was somehow roped into fighting for him.

I know Dexter is a grown man and now he even has Hazel now, but shit he still needs me to protect him, and then there is Alex. I furrow my brows, don’t even get me started on Alex.

Speak of the devil. “Hey Bro. What’s up?”

“I’m working.” I grumble without even looking up from my computer. I need to get this shit done before another person comes in here wanting to talk or something.

“What’s going on with you? You seem grumpier than normal.”

I let out an exasperated breath and grit my teeth. “Nothing. I’m working. This gym isn’t going to run itself.”

Alex leans over the counter resting on his elbows and then whispers. “Seriously Mateo. You are so uptight. When was the last time you got laid?”

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