Milena DragovicI stood, sliding the folder into my bag. “I’ll think about it. I’ll give you my answer by the end of the week.”John nodded, but I could still see worry on his face.The office was tucked away at the very back of the gym, which meant you had to walk past the locker rooms to get out. The hallway was warm, humid, and heavy with the scent of leather, soap, and sweat. Just as I reached one of the locker room doors, it flew open.I jerked back, but not in time, colliding with the man who stepped out and falling straight on my ass. “Watch it!” I snapped, looking up at the culprit. The words caught in my throat, choking on the sight in front of me. Alexander.He hadn’t even seen me yet, a towel covering his face as he rubbed it through damp black hair. Water dripped down the side of his jaw, glistening against skin still flushed from the shower. His hoodie was gone, leaving him in nothing but shorts. His godly body was still damp from the shower, and I couldn’t help but st
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