The tension that had been building for weeks—glances held too long, hands lingering on a stretch—snapped.
He didn’t.
Lena wiped sweat from her brow, chest heaving after the last set. Across the mat, her trainer, Marcus, stood with arms crossed, jaw tight. ready or not trainer fling
“You’re rushing,” he said. “Ready or not, that form’s going to get you hurt.” The tension that had been building for weeks—glances