It was better than nothing, but not something he could do long term.
Now he could get one hell of a workout and not feel as if he was falling behind in his goals.
“I did,” she said. “Well, maybe a bit for me too. Someone who is a fitness nut said I need to get off my ass and move more. I do like to walk, and when the weather is bad, I don’t get to do it much. Now I can come down here.”
“Come here,” he said. “This was really nice of you. I feel bad at the cost of it.”
She laughed. “We aren’t going there, are we?”
“No,” he said. “I’m trying to figure out how you got it on the island and then put it together in just two weeks. Don’t things take longer to come here? No way you put this together.”
She waved her hand at him. “I had it delivered to the docks, which is a normal delivery time. Then a few of Hunter’s maintenance crews went over for me to get it and I paid them to put it together.”
“I guess it pays to know people,” he said.
“You know what it’s like. Money talks on top of it, but I wanted someone I trusted in my house and assembling it.”
“Smart,” he said.
“I’m very smart. I also thought I could watch you working out and take notes,” she said.
“For a book? Are you going to kill some personal trainer or something next? Or for you to learn to use it?”
“I was thinking of both, though I don’t want to get muscles like you,” she said. She ran her hand over his bicep and for fun, he flexed. She let out a little squeal.
“You like that, don’t you?”
“It gets the juices flowing more than just seeing you again.”
She was smiling when she said it.
Warren never knew if she was being funny or if there was more behind her words.
Everything they had was laid back and fun. He’d yet to see much deeper.
Was she holding back because of who he was and his career? Their location apart from each other?
Or that she was so used to doing her own thing?
He wondered if she liked the space they had apart and it was why it worked for her so much.
The last thing he wanted to do was come off as needy.
But he always knew while he was still a professional athlete that his time would be limited with a woman. He’d need someone who understood that.
He got it. There was no doubt there.
He just wasn’t sure he liked she wasn’t close enough by for him to just grab dinner with or sneak into her bed.
Which was selfish on his part to want the best of both worlds.
It wasn’t all about him, and he had to remember that.
“I might have to put on a show for you later,” he said.
“One more surprise before we go,” she said. “It’s upstairs in my office.”
He turned to walk ahead of her and she slapped his ass. “Did that sting, because it sure the hell sounded it?”
