A Lot Like Adiós (Primas of Power, #2)

by Alexis Daria

Starting on the elliptical to get his heart rate up, Gabe then moved to the rowing machine. He was on the weight bench doing curls when the basement door opened. Gabe glanced up and almost dropped the weight on his foot as Michelle jogged down the steps in an outfit that had him instantly going hard. He’d seen a lot of sports bras in his day. Most were functional, but not fashionable. Some were cheap spandex that didn’t do the job. And some were designed to support while still looking fantastic. Michelle’s was the latter. Her sports bra gave her an impressive amount of uplift and cleavage, and her yoga pants clung to her curves, emphasizing her hips and butt. She crossed the room and began to unfurl a yoga mat on the floor right in front of him. Setting the weights down, Gabe dropped his head into his hands and groaned out her name. “Micheeeeeeeelle.” “What?” she asked, all innocence. He heard rustling, and when he finally looked up, she was on her hands and knees on the yoga mat, her beautiful butt in the air, with a resistance band tight around her thighs. He sent her an exasperated look. “What are you doing?” “You’re the personal trainer. I should think you’d know.” And then she had the nerve to smack her ass and give him a saucy wink. “Gotta keep this baby in prime condition.”