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𝘤𝘩𝘢𝘱𝘵𝘦𝘳 𝘦𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘵𝘦𝘦𝘯 | "𝗳𝘂𝗰𝗸, 𝗶 𝗹-"

"But baby, you have to come with me," Luke whined lowly, his lips brushing against the shell of her ear as he spoke, tightly embracing her from behind.

"Luke, I'm pretty sure you're fine working out on your own," Logan giggled tiredly, keeping her eyes closed as Luke pressed his nose against her cheek and placed a few kisses onto her jaw.

His arms snaked around her waist underneath the sheets, pulling her smaller body into his, "But working out on my own will cause me to die out of boredom. Having you there will give me something to look at, y'know?"

She turned around in his grasp, nuzzling her face into the crook of his neck after Luke turned on his back, his arms still wrapped around her, "You have to work out and focus on that, not look at me while doing so."

Luke shrugged his broad and bare shoulders nonchalantly, "Fine. Enough other girls who want to help me with my push ups." He told her, biting back a teasing grin before he heard her sigh deeply.

"Ah, and you do this thing where those girls place themselves underneath you and whenever you lean down, you kiss them?" She asked him seriously, "Because if you do, please don't tell me you do that whenever you work out with Ashton."

Luke couldn't help but laugh at her sarcastic humor at the early morning, noticing how she wasn't fazed by the jokes Luke made about other girls. She was aware how much Luke was adoring her, and couldn't care less about the other girls around him. He chose her, and she was thankful for that.

"I'd actually do stuff like that if you'd go with me, just saying," Luke informed her, pressing his nose against her temple as he kissed her cheek lightly, "You don't even have to work out with me, you can also watch and help me here and there."

And there she stood, training leggings and a cropped sweater clinging onto her body while she watched all buff and muscled guys working out, the humongous room filling itself with not only pop music, but also grunts from pushing too hard and a light sweat smell.

She scrunched up her nose at the smell as she looked around the room, taking in all the gear she had no idea how to use. The occasional run she did every often did not compare to whatever these guys were doing here.

"You ready?" Luke asked her, his hand resting right above her butt as he checked the  expression on her face with a small grin on his own, "You don't seem like you are."

"This is-" She sighed, "This isn't my place," Logan honestly told the tall and blonde guy standing in front of her.

"I get it," Luke chuckled, booping her nose before smiling down at her, "That's exactly why we're moving to the room next to this one."

A weight fell down from Logan's shoulders, the looks she got from the tall and intimidating guys with tattooed and huge muscled arms made her shiver down to the bone.

"Really?" She asked in confirmation, feeling how Luke tangled one of his hands with hers, pulling her along behind him until they came to a halt before a black door.

"Ashton and I put together our own work out schedule, so we don't have to think about anyone else. Jordan said we could use this room whenever we like, it's more quiet here and so, we can concentrate more." He explained, fishing a key out of the pocket of his black basketball shorts, twisting it before he was able to open the door and flick on the light.

"That's cool," Logan smiled, "It's better than being with all those human beasts, that's for sure."

Luke saw her chuckle awkwardly, brushing a few strands of her hair behind her ear before looking up at him, "What?" She asked him, bringing her hair up in a half up, half down hairdo.

"I uhm-" Luke spoke up, fiddling with his calloused fingers as she looked at him and waited for an answer, "I'm just amazed by how you can still look phenomenal in work out clothes. It's incredible."

Logan felt the heat rise to her apple shaped cheeks, something she always found herself doing when Luke complimented her. "Don't put all the attention on me when we're here for you, Hemmo. Where are we going to start?"

Luke smiled at how fast she wanted to move forward from her blushing state, pushing the attention towards Luke very quickly.

Either way, he sat himself down onto the soft matt while looking up at the slim brunette, "Come," He motioned her over while grinning widely, "Just lay down right here."

Logan did what she was told, looking up at Luke who was already watching her. He placed his arms next to her head, hovering above her and pushing himself up so he was positioned and aligned with her body.

"And, now I just do this," Luke murmured, leaning down as he bent his arms and softly pressed his lips against hers, remaining there for a small second before he pushed himself upwards again.

"That's one,"Logan chuckled, looking up to meet electric blue eyes already staring down at her.

"Prepared for more?" He asked her sheepishly, not waiting for an answer as he already did another push up, lips pressed against Logan's for a second time. "Actually, this is really encouraging."

Logan laughed, brushing some hair from Luke's face before pushing herself up and placing another kiss on Luke's lips this time.

But only this time, Luke didn't unlatch his lips from hers and kept kissing her as she chuckled against his lips, hands resting on his hot cheeks in the hope to keep him close to her.

"Fuck, I l-"

The creak of the door sounded like a big bang through the silent room, "Oh I'm so- Luke?"



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