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I look around the room, thinking over my options and what to say. He has a point with me moving to Texas. I could start a gym here. Maybe we could expand sooner than I was thinking. I could make sure everything is taken care of at the Washington gym, then I wouldn’t feel guilty moving here.

“What do you say, Scarlett? Move in with me?”

I give him an unsure grin and nod my head yes. He responds by picking me up and twirling me around.

“I knew you would love it here! This is going to be good,” he tells me with a kiss to the top of my head.

I’m in shock I agreed. I agreed without a plan, without thinking. Matt makes my brain stop working. I think I let it go because I trust him; I know he’ll be there for me. Now I know I’m in love with him and I don’t want to let him go. I don’t see another option if I want to stay with him.

I’m going to need a plan and I’m going to need one quick. He told me he’d be in Washington for six months, so I have three more to figure out how the gym can move forward. I’ll also have to figure out what the hell I’ll be doing in Texas. My friends are going to flip.

“My mom loved you.” Matt interrupts my thoughts.

“Your parents were nice to meet.”

“I was hoping you’d like Texas.”

“Oh, I see, this was all a part of your plan. Bring me here without telling me why.”

“I do like a good plan. Sometimes seeing and experiencing things without any pressure is helpful.”

“Talking. Communicating. That’s also helpful.”

“I do believe we talked. We agreed you’re moving to Texas soon.” He smirks.

“We did.” I nod my head. “I have a lot of work to do so I’m going to get back to that, okay?”

My head is spinning. I have so much to figure out. I need to get working on solutions. As I start my plans, I realize neither of us have admitted our feelings for each other.

Chapter 52

Scarlett

Here we are, back in Lakebrook. Matt is back to his tense ways. I get it. It was nice to know he does relax.

He’s given me a lot to think about. Why is it always the woman thathasto move and take a chance? It might not even work out. Then I’ll have gone halfway across the country for aguy.If I didn’t agree to go with him, I’d lose him. Losing him seems like a worse option.

I still can’t believe I’ve agreed to it. This isn’t me; I’m the girl who doesn’t need a guy. Would I like one? Yes, of course. Do I like this one? Yes, way more than I should. Am I fond of how many orgasms he gives me? Well, duh.

I’m in the middle of a workout but all I’m doing is staring at the machine in front of me.

Come on brain, function.

I blame Matt. He’s hypnotized me with his strong body, nice accent, and care towards me. I almost considered our morning sex as my workout today. Then I realized he takes control and I didn’t burn many calories. So here I am at the gym, trying to exercise.

I should be lifting weights. Instead, I’m staring at them thinking about his sculpted body on top of me, how sensual his kiss is, and about his smell, burnt into my nose.

Okay, new plan, I’ll go to the spin class. I’ll be hot and sweaty for my next client, and probably for the rest of theday, but I need to clear my mind. I need to figure out what my life will consist of in Texas, and I need to make sure everything is set up in Washington.

I’m meeting with the girls later to talk this over, and if they don’t bring alcohol, I’m doomed. Who am I kidding, of course, they’ll bring alcohol.

I’m cycling up an imaginary mountain with my quadriceps burning. I pay attention to my body and breathing. I just need to keep moving. The beat of the music keeps me going and going.

By the time the class is over, my legs are loose and sore. I have no idea how I’ll be able to work with my clients, but I’m calm. My thoughts have stopped racing and a smile stares back at me in the mirror as I adjust my pants.

I can come up with a plan. It’s what I do.

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