JUNE

The gym smelled like rubber, clean sweat, and expensive cologne.

I had been standing behind the front desk for exactly forty minutes and I already wanted to go home and touch myself. That was a new record, even for me.

My first day as the new membership girl at Apex Athletics was supposed to be simple. Smile. Scan cards. Pretend I knew where the extra towels were. Instead I kept glancing toward the free-weight section like my eyes had a mind of their own.

He was impossible to miss.

Tall. Dark hair that looked like he’d only run his hands through it. Black sleeveless shirt that showed every line...