Harper’s POV"We should go." I whispered it though my hands hadn't loosened their grip on his shoulders at all."Yeah." He didn't move either, chest still rising and falling hard against mine. "Probably should."But neither of us moved. The air in the private gym was thick with the smell of sweatl. My body was still humming, my clit throbbing with a remaining ache that demanded more. I don’t know why his presence always got me feeling like a rabbit in hit. Then a thought hit me like a bucket of ice water. My eyes flew wide and I shoved him away with a sudden, frantic burst of energy."Are there cameras?" I gasped, scrambling to sit up and clutch my shirt to my chest. "Oh my god, Declan, are there cameras in here?"His expression softened, the hunger in his eyes replaced by something reassuring. "No," he said, his voice low and calm. "No cameras. This is my private gym, remember? No one sees anything in here without my permission."The tension drained out of my shoulders but the adren
Last Updated : 2026-09-18
