The Saga of Oli

Gym

Mei felt a surge of excitement run through her. "Really?" she asked, her voice barely above a whisper. "So, do you think... maybe we could train together sometime?" His eyes widened slightly, and he took a step closer, his chest almost brushing against her own. "That sounds like a great idea," he replied, his voice low and husky. "In fact, I'd like that very much." The air between them seemed to crackle with anticipation, and she could feel her heart racing in her chest.

She could hardly believe it. Here was this gorgeous, strong, and talented man, offering to spend time with her, just the two of them. It was like something out of a dream. She wanted nothing more than to throw her arms around him and kiss him right then and there. But instead, she forced herself to take a step back, to regain her composure. "Great," she managed to say, her voice still shaky. "My name's Mei, by the way."

He smiled, his eyes twinkling with amusement. "I'm Oliver. It's a pleasure to meet you, Mei." He reached out and took her hand, his grip firm but gentle. "So, when would you like to start training together?"

Mei felt a thrill run through her at the sound of her name on his lips. "Um, well..." she stammered, trying to regain her composure. "How about tomorrow afternoon? I'm free then." She could feel herself blushing, and she hoped Oliver didn't notice.

He smiled back at her, his eyes never leaving her face. "That sounds perfect. I'll meet you here tomorrow at two, and we can get started." There was a moment of silence between them as they simply stood there, taking in each other's presence. The air around them felt charged with electricity as if they were the only two people in the area.

Mei couldn't help but feel a rush of excitement coursing through her veins. She'd never had a training partner before, and the thought of spending time with Oliver, learning from him and hopefully improving together, filled her with a sense of anticipation. She knew that they were going to have a lot of fun, and that their sessions would be filled with laughter and sweat.

As they parted ways, Mei couldn't help but wonder what kind of person Oliver was. He was so different from anyone she'd ever met before. He was strong, confident, and incredibly talented, but there was also an air of gentleness about him that she found endearing. She knew that she had to be careful, though. There was a fine line between being attracted to someone and getting carried away. She didn't want to make a fool of herself or ruin their friendship before it even had a chance to begin.

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The next day, Oliver arrived at the park promptly at two. He was dressed in a tight-fitting t-shirt that showed off his well-toned arms and abs, and a pair of comfortable workout shorts. Mei, on the other hand, was wearing a loose-fitting tank top and a pair of black joggers. As they stretched out on the grass, she couldn't help but notice the way Oliver's muscles rippled beneath his skin as he moved. It made her heart race just a little faster.

Oliver began their training session by teaching her some basic stretching exercises. "This is important," he explained, "not only for warming up, but also for improving your flexibility and preventing injuries." Mei nodded, focusing intently on his instructions. She found it easy to follow along with Oliver's movements, and before long, she felt more relaxed and limber than she had in a long time.

After about ten minutes of stretching, Oliver led them into a series of light jogging laps around the perimeter of the neighbouring park's circuit. "This is going to help build up your endurance," he said, glancing over at her. "Don't worry if you can't keep up at first. We'll start slow and work our way up." Mei smiled, her cheeks flushed from the exercise. She was surprised at how easily she could keep pace with him, even though she knew he was in better shape (cardio-wise) than she was.

As they continued their run, Oliver began to ask her about herself. He was genuinely interested in her background, her family, and her hobbies. Mei found herself opening up to him more than she had with anyone else in a long time. It felt good to talk to someone who really listened and seemed to care about what she had to say.