think your body is still sexy.” “Really? I’m not a fan of my legs.” “Why?” “They’re too skinny. They remind me of chicken legs.” “Do some squats.” “I’ll pass.” Getting hot and sweaty in a gym wasn’t my thing. I would never have the commitment to put my mind to it. Besides, everyone would stare at me because they would know I didn’t have a clue what I was doing. “I would rather squat on your face.” His eyes immediately darkened at that comment, turning darker than the underworld. “That sounds like a perfect workout.” “I agree.”
