(Isabella)
The next morning, I woke up earlier than my alarm. Lucas had his arm around me still and I fought against every fiber of my being that wanted to turn around and snuggle back into his chest.
I had to get up, make a good impression, or the best that I could on the first day of training.
I showered and was surprised that Lucas was already up and ready to go when I got out.
“You know you’re going to have to shower again after?” He raised an eyebrow as I walked out in a towel.
“I actually, I actually didn’t think about that,” I gave him a grin, “Habit I guess,” I shrugged, walked into the closet, and pulled on light blue leggings and a matching sports bra that Isla purchased behind my back and some new tennis shoes that I didn’t have a chance to break in yet.
I found a long
