<strong>"I know I will be covered in sweat when I get to the gym...I prefer working out in clean clothes. Besides it is getting really hot today"</strong>, Jeffrey replied without explaining too much. He was not lying, but he was not telling the whole truth. He intended to make Siyah look at his body, just as she casually offered a generous view of her breasts when she was leaning forward during her stretching. Jeffrey wondered whether her clothes were made of tissues with thermal properties, making her cool when it was warm and making her warm when it was cool - as they were covering most of her body, Jeffrey supposed that was the case.<br/><br/>Her challenge did not go unnoticed, but Jeffrey realized her eyes examining his bare chest - his plan was actually working and he struggled not to smirk in satisfaction. The effect was already expected, but it was always good to see a girl mesmerized by his muscles. Needless to say that his ego had been boosted even more. As a matter of fact, he was not there to prove better than she in physical terms - he was sure about that, unless she was sort of Wonder Woman.<br/><br/>In the next moment, both Siyah and Jeffrey were jogging. He was not used to being moderate in his workout: Jeffrey always pushed his limits and Siyah realized it - for most people, Siyah included, his normal jogging speed would be running. Her raspy voice made him slow down a bit more, so that he would stay next to her. Well, not exactly next to her as his alpha instincts always put him 'half a step' ahead to protect her in case something went wrong. This is why his hand was ahead of her body, as if blocking her way when they reached the four way intersection. Of course, Siyah would have stopped. Even so, Jeffrey was there to protect her way, prevent her from stepping onto the car way and make her safe.<br/><br/><strong>"You are right, Siyah...I was just being too competitive...I thought you were actually competing with me"</strong>, the tall young man excused himself, laying the blame on himself rather than saying he was faster than Siayh - that other answer would sound too arrogant and Jeffrey did not want Siayh to think he had bad qualities, but only good.<br/><br/>Jeffrey was supposed to be her God.<br/><br/>As they were crossing into a park, it seemed that both of them had finally found the right pace. Just as old running buddies, they kept in an almost perfect sync. He smiled at her and saw her beautiful face and did not see a drop of sweat - was she that fit? Not only did he want to impress Siyah, but he liked the idea that she was impressing her. Was she actually playing a game with him? That was too early, Jeffrey expected her to be herself until he could release the lioness hidden underneath.<br/><br/>That would be faster than Jeffrey had planned. Siyah came out with a question about himself. It was a good sign, since it showed that she was appreciating his young company.<em>”By the way, what’s your schedule like? I mean what time did you want to meet up, same time every day?”</em>Jeffrey only smiled and look at her.<strong>"Mus schedule is really complicated. Mondays and Wednesdays in the morning are fine - 8 am would be better, truth to be told. Tuesdays and Thursdays are better in the afternoon around 4 pm, I know it is not the best time to go to the gym but it is when I am done with college....Fridays"</strong>, he looked ahead.<strong>"From 6 pm on, but I will pay you a salad if you can"</strong>, he said jokingly. Of course, he assumed Siayh would not come with him on Friday in the evening, unless she was really disappointed with her wedding.  By then, he would be just one step away from her bed.<br/><br/><strong>"Would it be possible to work out together every day?"</strong>, he asked nonchalantly as he looked ahead. Even at a jogging speed, the fitness couple had already reached the edge of the park and they jogged out to the walkway. The Muscles Hut was not much far, just a couple of blocks. Once again, he blocked her way into the pedestrian crossing, just to be sure there was no car coming. He was not sure whether Siyah would feel offended by that move - it was just his instincts, he could not help it.<br/><br/>As they crossed the street, Jeffrey asked.<strong>"Not bad for the first day, isn't it? Now I want to see how much Miss Fitness can raise"</strong>, he smirked stopping in front of the Muscle Hut.<strong>"Here we are..."</strong>, the young man said, stretching his arms above his head casually, but in a way which made all his muscles rip in front of Siyah's eyes. Still outside the Muscle Hut, he opened his backpack and took a red sleeveless sweat T-shirt which emphasized how large his pecs and arms were.<br/><br/>