The diner had a fifties theme, and all the waitresses were wearing poodle skirts. “Can’t Help Falling in Love” by Elvis was playing in the background as we were seated at a half-circle booth. I slid along the rounded bench seat first and ended up sat between Keelan and Colt.
“Oooh, I’m getting a milkshake,” I said as I read over the menu. “Chocolate or strawberry? Hmm...I can’t decide.”
“How about you get one and I’ll get the other and we’ll share?” Colt suggested.
I beamed. “Okay.”
Because Creed had said they had good burgers here, I ordered one and so did the guys. Once the waitress left after having taken our orders, Keelan looked at me. “So where did you train?”
“I didn’t learn in a class setting,” I replied.
“Where, then?” Creed asked.
“My uncle taught me in the Alaskan wilderness.”
Keelan’s curiosity was clearly piqued. “Have you thought about joining a class? We offer some at the gym.”
“You work at Desert Stone, too?” I asked him.
Keelan gave me a confused look and opened his mouth to respond.
“Yes, Keelan works there, too,” Creed said before Keelan could.
I felt like I was missing something. “That’s nice that you all get to work together.”
Keelan grinned at his brothers. “Yes. I suppose it is nice that we all get to work together. Knox works there, too.”
“I’ve been there a few times now and I haven’t seen any of you,” I said.
Keelan turned his grin on me. “Knox and I were there the day you signed up. I spotted you when you were getting the tour with Becky, one of our personal trainers.”
“Why didn’t you tell us Shiloh had signed up?” Colt asked.
Keelan shrugged.
The waitress returned with our drinks. She set the strawberry shake in front of me and the chocolate in front of Colt. Keelan and Creed had ordered Cokes. Before the waitress could take off, Colt asked for extra straws. After she placed them on the table, Colt quickly unwrapped four straws and put two in each of our shakes. I couldn’t help but smile as we went to take sips of our shakes.
“Mmm,” I hummed. The strawberry was really good and creamy. After I was done taking a drink of my strawberry, Colt slid his chocolate shake over to me.
“Jealous you didn’t get a shake to share with Shiloh?” I heard Keelan ask Creed.
I glanced over at Creed to see him glaring at his older brother. “Shut up,” he grumbled.
Keelan just smirked.
9
Sunday,I went to the gym when I knew the twins were working. I spotted Keelan the moment I walked inside. He was talking to another employee near some of the weight machines. I had a feeling the other employee might have been a personal trainer by how buff he was, and he also wore the same dark navy polo with the Desert Stone Fitness logo on the breast pocket that all the other employees wore. Keelan, on the other hand, wasn’t wearing a polo. He was wearing a black gi.
As I went to pass him, heading toward the locker room, he saw me. “Shiloh!”
I stopped walking. He quickly parted ways with his coworker and walked over to me. I smiled. “Look at you,” I said, gesturing to his gi.
Keelan put his hands on his hips and glanced down at his outfit. “I’m filling in for another instructor who’s out sick today. They teach a jiu-jitsu class for beginners and it’s about to start if you want to join?”
I adjusted the strap of my gym bag on my shoulder. “I’d love to, but I think I’m a little too advanced for a beginner’s class.”
“How advanced do you think you are?”