I jumped up, catching hold of the bars and starting to do pull ups. There was little else to do in here but workout sometimes, and trying to beat my personal best of five hundred gave me something to focus on. When I hit a hundred, Darcy’s gaze flicked my way, then she cursed and looked elsewhere, continuing her pacing. Her eyes slipped my way a few more times, and alright, maybe I was trying to get her attention now as I reached three hundred, sweat slicking my skin and my muscles tight.
DamN
