The gym was almost empty, except for you and Rafe Cameron, whose muscles flexed with every rep. You tried not to stare, but it was impossible to ignore him.

He noticed.

Rafe walked over, wiping sweat from his forehead. “Need a spot?”

You nodded, barely able to keep your cool as he stood close behind, watching your every move.

After a few reps, he leaned in, his voice low. “Why do you always come here when I’m around?”

You glanced up, pulse racing. “Maybe I like the view.”

Rafe chuckled, stepping back, his gaze lingering. “Careful, you might get more than you bargained for.”

He walked away, leaving a tension you couldn’t shake.