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Chapter 28

A Weight Lifted

Feelin The Burn

Hannah

“Fuck me…” I groaned as I swung my legs over the side of the bed.

Between the running and the extra workout—read torture—that Jordan put me through after my little meltdown last night, I was sore as hell. He actually had the audacity to make me do fifty burpees.

Have you ever done a burpee?

By the time I got to twenty, my arms were burning, and I was panting and completely red in the face. But I pushed through.

Jordan eventually felt sorry for me and got down to do them beside me. I only wished I wasn’t so close to passing out. I could have appreciated it more under other circumstances.

He gave me a soft, lingering kiss at my car, and I came home to pass the fuck out. I didn’t even shower. I initially didn’t even make it to my bed.

I had collapsed onto the couch in exhaustion and only dragged myself into bed around 2 a.m. I’d woken up to use the bathroom and guzzled about a gallon of water before passing out again.

Jordan

you excited about today?

No... I was pretty much a bundle of nerves, and I felt like I was going to hurl.

Hannah

you know it 😉

I was also full of shit.

Jordan

is it ok if I take your session this morning? mollie is helping with weigh-ins

The prospect both thrilled and terrified me. After last night, I knew our budding relationship wasn’t going to cause him to take it easy on me.

Hannah

no more burpees

Jordan

scouts honor. No more burpees. I promise

Hannah

burpees are the devil

I could just imagine him laughing at my expense.

Jordan

they’re not that bad

Hannah

says the ridiculously fit trainer

Jordan

you might like them eventually

Hannah

nope. Hard pass. Burpees = thumbs down

Jordan

what are your thoughts on jumping jacks?

On that note…

Hannah

going back to bed now

I put my phone down on my nightstand and went to turn on the taps in the bathtub. There was an hour and a half until my session, and I was taking a bath.

A smile spread across my face as I heard my phone continue vibrating with alerts.

After the tub was half full, I dropped in a bath bomb, grabbed a bottle of water from the kitchen, and then picked up my phone on the way to the bathroom.

Jordan

I’m not really going to make you do jumping jacks

Jordan

maybe just a set of push-ups.

Jordan

you can do it from your knees 😉

Jordan

I didn’t realize how bad that one might have looked

Jordan

now you probably think I’m a pervert

Jordan

is this what it feels like to be ghosted?

Jordan

Hannah?

I was dying laughing as I pulled off my new shorts and my sports bra and stepped into the warm water.

Hannah

sorry…was getting in the bath

Jordan

…

I saw the little dots appear and then disappear several times. He was probably getting ready for Tatum’s session.

Jordan

that wasn’t nice

Hannah

I wasn’t ignoring you

Jordan

not what I was referring to

What was he...? ~Oh.~

Hannah

it’s nice and steamy

Jordan

…

Hannah

it feels so lovely on my skin

Jordan

you’re lucky I’m wearing compression shorts under my regular shorts

I was feeling brave, so I typed my response and leaned my head back on the edge of the tub while I waited.

Hannah

I’m sorry…do you have a little problem?

The warm water relaxed all my aching muscles; this was an excellent idea. I had a basket of bath bombs under the sink, but I always forgot to use them.

When my phone pinged, I looked at the screen and felt a thrill run through me.

Jordan

You know it’s not little.

Jordan

next time you’re sore, I’m joining you in that tub

Hannah

can’t wait

Jordan

now I have to go think about wrinkly old men before Tate gets here.

Hannah

didn’t realize you were into that 😉

Jordan

laugh it up

Jordan

you’ve still gotta get through my workout later

I groaned, and then my phone pinged again. A huge smile pulled at my lips when I read it.

Jordan

can’t wait to make you sweat 😘😘😘

I should have felt threatened, but I didn’t.

I couldn’t wait for him to make me sweat either.

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