Chapter 33. That Gorgeous Boy Is After My Money: pt. 1

“Oh, hello, sexy. Looks like you’re finding it hard to get on the Smith machine, handsome. Why don’t I help you? Looks like you need a little help,” I muttered, my hands slowly tracing his laps, my fingertips brushing just enough to make him tingle.

He flinched hard, yanking one AirPod out. “Are you… talking to me?” he asked, voice low.

Crap. “You didn’t get what I said? Well, whatever… I was just trying to flirt with you.”

I cleared my throat. “But actually, are you finding it hard to get on the machine? Because uhmm…” I swallowed hard. “You’re not doing it right.”

He sat up straighter, rolling his shoulders back. “Yeah… I actually do need a little assistance. It’s my first time hitting the gym. I really don’t know how any of this shit works. I was even thinking about getting a personal trainer,” he admitted, rubbing the back of his neck.

”Oh, fair enough…but why pay for a personal trainer when I’m right here, baby?”

His whole face lit up, eyes g