“You just keep doing your thing. And if you finish before I get back, I’ll see you tomorrow,” he said.
He walked away from her before he could act on his X-rated thoughts.
In the change room, he dragged on a pair of running shorts and a sports tank. When he laced his track shoes, he saw his hands were shaking.
This was getting out of control. He had to do something. Maybe give Kara another shot, force himself to go the distance this time. Surely once he actually had her in his bed, his body would report for duty?
Perversely hoping that it would be really, punishingly hot outside, he did some warm-up stretches and made his way to the front door.
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