Maddie smirked.
“Not anything to do with Jamie’s comment earlier and the way Cole totally overreacted by any chance?” Becky asked.
“You noticed that too?” Maddie replied turning to look at her.
“Yeah. Jamie’s a bit of a dick but Cole…”
“What?” Maddie asked.
“I don’t know. He’s not usually that bothered by shit like that.” Becky stated.
“Maybe he was having a bad day?” Maddie said trying to shove off the weird feeling.
“Maybe but that doesn’t explain why he’s checking you out right now.” Becky said grinning.
“What?”
Becky nudged her head and Maddie turned to see him standing across the gym, filling up his water bottle and staring like the entitled arsehole that he was. He didn’t even look away when she met his gaze he just carried on staring.
“Urgh.” Maddie muttered looking back at Becky.
“Work it out Maddie. Teach the bag a lesson.” Becky joked.
Maddie laughed and Becky left her to it.
She aimed another punch landing it hard and then another and another. She aimed a kick swinging her body around. Grant Fucking Phillips she thought as she landed a perfect right hook, and Cole Fucking Black, because if anything he was pissing her off more.
Cole watched, sipping his water and smirking. She was clearly all riled up and he knew he had done that, he’d gotten under her skin and he was enjoying every minute of seeing the consequences. Every second of how her body was reacting to him.