Into the Fire Ch 08
‘I…hate you…so much…right now.’ I was flat on my back hyperventilating, too exhausted to think, let alone move. ‘Hey, I wanted to stay home and fuck you all afternoon, this was your idea.’ Shane looked down on me with an amused smirk. ‘Now get up. This floor is full of sweat and germs.’ ‘Germs are irrelevant, since I’m going to die here.’ I had foolishly requested Shane to take me his gym so I could join in his workout. Somewhere between bench lifts and five miles on the treadmill, I gave...