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An hour and a half later, sweat was in places that I was very confident sweat had never been. My body was yelling at me as I heaved in breaths of air but my lips were tugged back in a smile as Anthony reached for me, pulling me to lay down on the mats that covered the gym floor.

His sweat and my sweat mixed, sticky and disgusting. I should have complained about it but instead, I was laying my head downagainst his chest, breathing him in as I took in the moment with him. Enjoying the way Ant stroked my back.

We had worked out together with weights and a jump rope mainly because we had been talking about TikTok videos and he was so confident he could do all those jumps like the dancing videos.

Which he proved he absolutely could.

And I learned that even though jumping rope made me feel like my titties were going to leave bruises, I enjoyed it.

“You did so good.” His small squeeze as he gave me words of encouragement made me smirk. It was so easy to smile around Anthony.

For so long I thought that I was the issue. That it was me that couldn’t smile. But every time I was around him my lips were tugged up, happiness written across my face with such ease.

He was teaching me that it wasn’t me that was broken.

“I like working out with you.” I wanted to say that maybe this could be our thing but I didn’t want him to think I was being too clingy with him.

Could we have a thing before we were actually a thing? Was I playing by the rules correctly? This whole situation was so foreign to me that I wasn’t sure what I could say. Plus I liked the idea of boxing. Maybe not the whole making Cam bleed part.

Hatedthat.

Ant leans in, rolling me on my back as he planks over me. His lips pressing to mine in a softer kiss then he usually gave. It was like he was saying that he was here with me and he was just as happy as I was but he wasn’t pushing anything sexual.

I liked how he kissed me.

Liked how safe I felt with the alpha when usually they terrified me.

“I go to the gym every morning. I’d like it if you came with me. It’s fun trying new things and seeing you all sweaty is a huge turn on.” As if I didn’t believe him his hips pushed down, his erection jutting out to slide between my legs. The thin yoga pants I was wearing were not doing anything to hide the fact he was not lying.

My thighs wrapped around his waist, pulling him to me as our lipsmet in another kiss. This one more desperate, needy. Both of us were searching for something in each other that wasn’t innocent.

“I knew you two had to be done.” My eyes snapped over Anthony’s shoulder to see Jace standing there. He was holding two bags in his hands, an amused smirk on his face like he liked that he was cock blocking his pack mate.

Anthony’s head fell into the nook of my neck, his teeth nipping as I gasped out. Jace’s eyes flashing as he saw the way my mouth fell open.

I think Jace wanted to watch what was going to happen.

“I brought you both things to shower and change into for a pack brunch.” He mentioned brunch, which I had forgotten that I had agreed to. I had been thinking all about Anthony this morning and hadn’t thought to bring a change.

Ant groaned, doing a pushup as he looked down at me.

“You’re in my bed tonight, Sadie baby. We have a deal.” His kiss against my lips sealed a promise before he was doing a push up off me, his hand reaching down to adjust himself, the print of his cock in his shorts making me want to be late to brunch.

But brunch was where the guys were going to finally talk to me about what was going on and I needed some sense of what the frick was going on because I would spiral out otherwise.

A hand came down, grabbing my wrists, tugging me to a standing position on my wobbly legs. Apparently all that jump rope and dirty talk made it hard to stand.

“You okay, Sadie girl?” Jace’s soft drawl made me hum in a nod as his hand settled on my hip, “Nice shirt.” His smirk as I tug at it, wondering if I should have asked permission before throwing it on this morning.

But Jace kept smiling as he handed me the bag to change into and I scurried off into the bathroom to shower and get ready for brunch, knowing that this meal is going to change everything.

CHAPTER 21

KENNEDY

Paxton

Idon’t understand brunch.

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