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“Hey. Maybe we can go have a drink after. For old time’s sake?”

She’s married and hitting on me?

What is it with me and married women?

Trying to keep it professional, he answered with, “I wish I could, but I have a few errands to run after this.”

“Sure. Okay.”

“Sorry to disappoint.”

“It’s no problem.” She removed the sleeve and held his wrist to take a timed pulse.

Their eyes met. Bash studied her face, wishing the session could end so he could get out of this woman’s grasp.

Thankfully, Kennedy became all business again. “All right. You’re all set to finish the second round, Bash. You’ll have fifteen minutes of sets, and for the last fifteen minutes, you’ll be in the second room on the left for the electronic pulse massager.”

“Great.”

He hoped she wouldn’t cross the line again, but sadly, she went all in.

“Can I ask you something?” she said in a soft tone.

“Sure.”

“That thing you did to me…with your tongue. It was—”

No no no. This can’t be happening.

He held up his hand to stop her. “Kennedy. Let’s not go there.”

“I just want to know how you did that.”

“It’s best to let it go.”

She pressed her hands on his chest to keep him in the seat. “I just want to know how. I swear you made me come three times from that one move that night.”

Sebastian wrapped his hands around both her wrists to dislodge her palms from his chest. Moving her back slightly, he stood up and took a long stride to his left so he was closer to the door. “This is not the time or place, Kennedy. Plus you’re married.”

“No I’m not.”

“So what’s that ring you were flashing at me?”

“Oh this? It’s nothing.”

“Oh. Well, I’m not looking at the moment. It’s best you try to forget it ever happened, Kennedy.”

“But—”

“Not here. Time and place, Kennedy. Time and place.” With that, he quickly headed for his next workout.