** Freya’s Point of View **
The water is perfect, and I quickly get lost doing laps as I push my body, working my muscles until I feel the satisfying burn of a good workout session. I’m not sure how long I swim for, but I suspect Niall will be done soon. I finish my last length of the pool before holding onto the side and closing my eyes whilst I catch my breath.
I inhale deeply through my nose and catch Niall’s unmistakable scent. My eyes snap open and are instantly drawn to the figure on the bench.
“How long have you been here?” I ask.
“Just a few minutes, you looked pretty focused, so I didn’t want to disturb you,” he says.
I mentally curse myself, it’s always been an issue of mine. I get hyper-focused on something and forget everything else around me. As a warrior, it’s not a go
