His eyes keep trained on me as a focus on keeping my legs moving. Sweat pouring down my face and my breathing is quick as I try to get air into my lungs. My music is loud in my ear, drowning out the sound of machines and other people around me.
I look away from him as I focus on keeping the air coming in and out of my lungs, listening to the music, keeping myself motivated, I look back in his direction and his eyes are still stuck on me.
I count out the last minute before resting my legs from cycling, catching my breathe back and pulling my head phones out of my ears.
"You have some stamina" Damon says, as soon as the buds are out of my ears.
"Tell me again why you are here?" I say breathlessly, resting my head on the panel of the machine.
"Motivation" he smiles smugly. When I told hi
