Chapter 6. Their Sexy Bodies

Elena POV

A loud knock on the door startles me awake in the morning.

I groan softly.

I don’t like being woken up from sleep.

I like to sleep and wake up by myself.

Groggy and still tangled in my sheets, I sit up with a confused frown.

Who is knocking??

Sunlight is peeking through the curtains, and my phone says it’s just five minutes past seven.

The knock comes again, this time followed by a familiar voice.

“Elena,” Nico calls. “Get your pretty ass up. We’re going to the gym”

I blink, still half-asleep.

Gym??

I drag myself to the door and open it, only to be greeted by Nico wearing a very clean white singlet, and a pair of low hanging black sweatpants and a grin that should be illegal this early in the morning.

“I don’t recall signing up for torture this morning” I grumble, rubbing my eyes.

He chuckles.

“Com’on little dove, Riccardo and Vincenzo are downstairs already.”

I roll my e