Page 130 of Billion Dollar Revenge

“How do you know?” I ask, looking at Oliver, who is talking to Harvey, almost as if he’s calming Harvey down. He probably doesn’t want to be here but was dragged by Evan.

“He’s too nice. I like my men rough.”

My eyebrows shoot up. “Rough? Like dirty?” Nova interjects.

“Yep. Hands dirty, not a keyboard tapper.”

“Ouch,” Jeremy says.

Summer shrugs. “You boys are lovely and all, but I want a hands-on guy.”

“Handsy, you say?” Jeremy looks toward his brothers.

“No. I just told Chelsea no way.” Summer exhales heavily, annoyed.

“Relax. I’m playing.” Jeremy smirks.

“Alright, you all ready?” I shout, watching them all sit on their beds and turn to face me. Harvey's wrinkled face makes me almost burst out laughing.

He doesn’t want to be here. So, you bet I’ll make this class hard for him.

“My name is Chelsea, and I’ll be your instructor for the next forty-five minutes,” I say, walking around the beds. “Lie on your backs. Calves on the bar, and let's take three deep breaths. Let all the day's problems go.”

I pause in front of Harvey’s and Oliver’s carriages, noticing Oliver closing his eyes. “You too, Harvey.”

He sighs and finally closes his eyes.

I move to Evan. He must sense me because he opens his eyes. I mouth,Thank you.

I love you, he mouths back.

“I love you more.”

“Impossible.” He closes his eyes, having the final say.

I start with simple arms-in-strap tricep pull-downs, warming the boys up to Pilates.

By the cool down, sweat is dripping from everyone. Summer and Nova are wearing only crop tops and short shorts, so they’re a bit better off than the guys.

Jeremy mumbles that he will come back with Nova just to watch her work out in those tiny clothes.

I smirk while Harvey winces. Oliver laughs.

Summer and Nova are unfazed.

My heart is so full.

“Thanks for joining me. I gave you all some wipes, if you could wipe the beds down, please. And if you have any feedback or questions, come and see me.”

I stand by the door, ready to say goodbye to them. I decided to treat them like usual clients to practice. During the class, I couldn’t help the way my gaze dropped to Evan’s, his strong muscles bulging and skin perspiring. It’s a massive turn-on. My two loves combining. The first time he did this, it was for a different reason. The support he’s continued to show is real love. I wonder how I can make it up to him. I have one idea. I double-check my classes and see the gap I need. I’ll pay him back in a good way. Because this was a good present, so I want to reward him with one back.

As they leave, they each thank me for the class. Oliver winks. “I surprisingly didn’t hate that.”

I laugh. “Good to know.”

“But I won’t be back,” he adds.

The fact he came means a lot to me.

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