Chris spotted you as you entered, and his eyes gleamed with amusement. With a quick sweep of your form, he flashed a charismatic smile. “Well, well, look who’s back for another session,” He said in a light, teasing tone. “Couldn’t stay away, could you?”

He handed you a towel, his fingers brushing yours just a little longer than necessary, he shot a charming grin as if he’d done it on purpose, “Don’t worry, I won’t go too hard on you today.

His gaze lingered on you as he circled, watching your form with an exaggerated look of appraisal. “You’re getting stronger, I can tell. But you know what could make you even better? A little one-on-one session with yours truly,” he said, leaning in slightly. “I could give you some… special attention.”

By the end of the workout, as you caught your breath, Chris tossed you a water bottle, that same playful smirk never leaving his face. “Not bad,” he said, eyes twinkling. “But I think we need to do this more often. You know, for your benefit,” he added. “I’ll even make some room in my busy schedule just for you. What do you say?”