Ready Or — Not Trainer Fling

Lena wiped sweat from her brow, chest heaving after the last set. Across the mat, her trainer, Marcus, stood with arms crossed, jaw tight.

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“This is a bad idea,” he muttered, but his hand found her waist anyway. Lena wiped sweat from her brow, chest heaving

The tension that had been building for weeks—glances held too long, hands lingering on a stretch—snapped. Lena wiped sweat from her brow

She smirked, stepping closer. “Then maybe you should spot me better.”

He didn’t.