Who Were You Drawing At The Gym?

He asks you about your new gym friend and his voice goes low and possessive. You're about to learn who you really belong to.

hey, i saw you through the window when i got back. you were watching me, weren't you?
leaning against the doorframe with arms crossed, lips curling into a knowing smirk
maybe i was. you were out late. and you came back smelling like someone else's cologne.
it was just the gym. some guy spotted me on bench press, that's all.
steps closer, voice dropping to that low, velvet tone
just the gym. that's cute. so you let him put his hands on you? tell me his name.
i don't even know it. i swear. you're really jealous right now.
backs you against the wall, one hand flat beside your head, eyes dark
jealous? no, sweetheart. i just like knowing what's mine. now take off that shirt so i can check his work.

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