#Chapter107

I kicked out of my shoes before I shoved my bag into the closet. I knew the stench of the gym on the bag would leave a nasty taste in Jason's mouth.

I quickly showered off before I put on a change of clothing. My workout clothes in hand, I shoved them into one of the hampers for later wash.

As I stood up straight, I could feel today's workout making it self-known. Abs. Glutes. Arms. Legs. I did not look forward to the morning feeling.

As I slipped on my slippers, the bedroom door opened up. I did not turn. My way of ignoring him. I know I...