The Lies In The Love

Chapter Eight- I Am Disappointed

Callan

I am disappointed! It has been a couple of days since I left Danielle my number. I haven’t heard from her. I honestly thought she would have contacted me. It is why I left my number in the first place. Our night together was mind-blowing. I regret leaving before she woke, but I needed to be somewhere. If I didn’t have somewhere to be, I would have stayed for another couple of rounds in the morning. I have found myself thinking about Danielle, craving her so badly. She is stealing my focus, and it needs to stop.

Yes, we agreed to one night, but I really wouldn’t mind upping that number. I know she enjoyed the night as much as I did. Maybe one night was enough for her. I sigh and get ready to go to the gym for my workout. It is the best way to de-stress after s*x. I could get that easily if I wanted it right now, but I will hit the gym instead, at least until Danielle gets out of my head.

I start the short walk. I just joined this new place last week because the one I used previously closed down, sadly. I had been a member there for four years. This new place isn’t bad, but it will take some time for me to get used to the change.

I arrive and head inside, greeting everyone before going to change. The place is busy, people getting their workouts in before work. I prefer when it is quiet, but I will have to deal with it. My first stop is a warm-up. I don’t want to end up stiff or sore. Thankfully, there are a couple of free mats. I quickly take one before someone else gets it. I do some simple stretches before lying back to do some sit-ups. I hate them, but they are good for the core of the body.

I get halfway through my set of ten before I feel a pair of hands on my feet. What the hell? I quickly sit up, and I am met by a smirking Danielle. Her hair is pulled back in a messy bun, her face glowing with sweat and a little red.

“What are you doing here?”

“No questions, back to it. Give me five more.” She demands.

“Yes, ma’am.” I chuckle.

I do as I am told and get back to my set. When I reach my goal, I stay sitting up. Danielle laughs and rests back on her knees.

“Are you stalking me? I have been coming to the gym for over a year. Not once have I seen you.” She questions with a raised brow.

I chuckle and shake my head, “No, I am not stalking you. I joined recently because my regular one closed down.”

“Hmm, I don’t know if I believe you.”

I scoot closer to her, so my legs are on each side of her.

“It is the truth. I am mad at you, anyway.” I huff.

“Huh? What did I do?”

I inch my face closer to hers. She swallows hard with the closeness between us.

“You didn’t text me.”

“No, I didn’t. We agreed it would be one night, remember?”

“Yes, we did, but things can change.”

“I am sorry. I was sticking to our original agreement,” she sighs.

I brush my lips over hers, and she whimpers loudly and pulls back, “It is fine.”

I wonder if I had been crossing her mind.

“Have you been thinking about me, beautiful?”

She bites on her lower lip, “Maybe.”

I will take that as a yes. I shift onto my knees, “I will take that as a yes.”

She rolls her eyes, “Don’t look so smug.”

I rest my lips on her ear, “I knew you would have been. All you had to do was call. I have been thinking of you. Flashbacks from our night have been on my mind. Every one of them makes my c**k throb,” I rasp.

She moans softly, “Behave, we are in a public place.”

I chuckle and pull away again, “Do you think that bothers me?”

She shakes her head, “No, I don’t.”

“Have you finished your workout?”

“Yes. I need to head home to get ready for work.”

“Oh, what a shame. We could work out together.”

I could think of a better way to work out than at the gym.

“Yes, because that wouldn’t be distracting.” She laughs.

“I wouldn’t mind.”

“Oh, I am sure you wouldn’t.”

“Let me walk you back to the locker room, and you can give me your cell number.”

Danielle crosses her arms over her chest, “Who said I want to give you my number?”

“Me. Come on, sweetness, let’s go. I don’t want you late for work.”

She shakes her head. I jump to my feet and offer her my hand. She takes it, and I help her up. I grip her hip and bring her tightly to my chest. She gasps at my sudden movement. I slip my arm around her body to keep her in place.

“Can I help you?” she breathes out.

I don’t answer with words. Instead, I dip my head down and cover her lips with mine. She moans into my lips, her arms coming around my neck, and she kisses back. f**k, her lips feel so damn good. I groan and kiss her harder but part a moment later before we get carried away.

“I think we should meet tonight,” I suggest.

“And what if I have plans?”

“Do you?” I question.

She snickers and shakes her head, “I don’t.”

“Then sorted, you can come to mine. I will even cook you some dinner before I f**k you senseless,” I whisper.

Her eyes dance with lust, and I feel her press her thighs together, “I will think about it.”

I hope she will come over. If not, I know where she stays; I can always show up and knock on her door. She wants me, which is obvious; she is just too stubborn to admit it.

“Sure thing, sweetness.”

I put a distance between us and keep my hand on the small of her back, leading her towards the female lockers. If the place were a little quieter, I would follow her in and f**k her in the shower. I can’t this morning because we won’t be alone. I would rather not get banned from here.

“Get your cell, and I will give you my number.”

“You get yours, too; I want to make sure it is the right number you give me, not just some random one.” I laugh.

She nods, and we head into the separate lockers. I grab my cell and go back out to wait for her. She arrives a moment later, cell in hand. I open a new contact in mine.

“I am ready.”

She read it out for me, and I save it to my contacts. When I call the number, she shows me the screen to prove she had given me the right one.

“Happy?”

“Yes.” I wink.

“Now, go away. I don’t want to be late for work.”

“I will go away once you give me another kiss.”

Danielle steps into me and presses herself against me, “Yes, sir.”

She crashes her lips to mine in a heated kiss. I turn us around, her back to the wall and kiss back in the same manner. I grasp her hip, loving the feeling of her body against mine. My c**k is stirring to life again. She smirks against my lips and places her hand on my chest, pushing me away.

“I might see you later.” She says smugly.

She strolls back into the lockers, glancing over her shoulder and winking at me before letting the door close. I groan in frustration. Tease! I gather myself and make my way back through to start my workout. God, I hope she does call or text me. I need to see her more now than before.