Chapter 16.

For the last week I’d been training with Leo any chance I got. Whether it was an hour or more we’d rush to the woods, and we wouldn’t stop until I could barely lift my arms up. Every part of me was sore and ached but I finally felt as though I was able to make use of the strengths I knew I always had.

Leo was a terrific coach and training partner, but I despised him the moment he took off his shirt three days ago when our sparring made him all sweaty. I could have sworn he was just doing it to distract me, and at times it was working and when I was alone and could daydream about it, I would! I’d picture just how refined and protruding each muscle was and the way they clenched and moved in sync. He’d also been keeping up with his constant hand kissing each time he walked me home, which was not only messing with these damn butterflies that like to keep flittering around in my stomach, but it was confusing. I did want him… Oh I wanted him a lot! Each time he kissed my hand now, I’d rathe