Office Crush Gone Wrong

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ed to slip away, he called out,

ed not to

blocking my path

ren't your legs sore?" His gaze was

w I wa

lightly, handing me a bottle of muscle-relief cream. "I bo

op myself, I clim

actly where I lived. He navigated the stree

when I invited some classmates from our campu

lieve he stil

as about to blurt out something-anything-he spoke

blinked,

ever my gi

wrong this

mind, but the one that came ou

he said

t the restaurant. He had like

lse. The silence return

d my seatbelt and reached for the door han

h something I couldn't quite name. "Is

said, "Thank yo

ered in his gaze as

rson started a

ay, saying it was "on his way." Only then did I fi

during lunch, he went downstairs an

ring my period, he b

cream smelled awful, he surprised me the nex

he had signed me up for a gym membership near

ked a

to lose weight," he e

s two mo

awkwardly. "I thought

like working out?" I a

e, he admitted, "Your TikTo

os of shirtless men flexing their muscles. Hea

stammered. "I'm just... app

t my voice growing softer. "R

ome to the gym with me

... fl

lie, asking

oll emoji, "Could you be any mor

, we had a t

ch and complet

rson, acting like an absolute luna

ooed, "Such a pretty

t on the corne

aned lower and kiss

chest muscles as I gigg

nto the waistband of his pants. "You

ooped me up, muttering something about me being t

fusing to let go. He had no cho

ment, my inhibitions

long I've liked you?" I mumbled, my voice

ed in my mind, a thor

s if to say something, bu

Even through his shirt, I co

owing hard. Driven by some drunken dete

ldn't

st-timer-but no way wa

bringing my face clos