When the Green-Eyed Monster Strike

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The electronic sound of the running treadmill mixed with the clanging of the metal weights made for a familiar and refreshing sound in Can's ears. He was standing beside one of the treadmills where his current client, the middle-aged interior designer was about to finish up on the day's workout. The lady, trim and lean from constant exercise did not look anywhere near forty, and not a few of the gentlemen instructors as well as fellow clients have either looked twice or literally gawked at her figure, dressed as she was in tight fitting spandex in bright pink.

The treadmill suddenly stopped and Can handed P'Plim a towel from a stack beside him. While not all the equipment in the gym were new and have yet to be updated, it was still one of the most popular among the physical fitness centers in the area and was also one of the more expensive. Having been working for the center after graduation, Can was considered as one of the most popular of the gym's fitness instructors; though he only had a limited number of personal clients, most of his time being dedicated to Tin's own exercise needs.

"Wipe down on your sweat, P'Plim. Though, you seem to be sweating cologne because of the very good scent that my nose is telling me. Not like the other clients I have that sometimes smell like old shoes but nevermind that P'Plim, " Can said, a twinkle in his eyes as the lady laughed.

"You are so funny Can. A very fun person to be with," the lady in the hot pink tights said, dabbed on her face with the towel that Can gave her. Her eyes huge and looked at Can like he was a piece of juicy melon, "Choosing you up as a personal trainer has not been disappointing at all. "

"P'Plim should not say that because I get embarrassed, " the trainer said.

"I just speak the truth, " P'Plim countered as she stepped off the now silent treadmill, the towel slung on her shoulders. She placed one of her perfectly manicured hands on Can's chest and said, "You are the reason that I am very fit right now even when we have just started working out together, and I have heard a lot of interesting stories about you that's why I chose you as my personal fitness coach."

Startled, Kirakorn completely switched to bodybuilding coach mode. Even though he did not have a handsome face, the smile and bright eyes that very much looked like Korean actors were enough to make Can charming.

"Has anybody told you that your eyes twinkle like a beautiful sky full of stars," P'Plim continued, took a step further that her face was just inches from her silent fitness instructor. It did not help that he was also wearing a very tight suit and while he did not have a six-pack abs, his lean, muscled form was very appealing to the elder woman.

"I cannot smile like you do, unless it creates wrinkles in the corners of my eyes."

Can took a step back, but he could not get much further, the pillar right behind him stopped him from putting in more distance between them. He took a swallow but looked at the unmarred face of the woman in front of him.

"What? P'Plim, do you have wrinkles? I don't think so." Can laughed consciously, trying to lighten the mood because he was feeling hot all of a sudden. Hot, sweaty and very uncomfortable. Though, truth be told, he was wondering how the woman could keep on having very youthful skin, he wanted to ask about her skin regiment but we did not know how; what with the woman almost throwing herself at him, clueless as he may seem in a lot of things but he knew that P'Plim was thinking about something entirely different at that moment. It was a good thing that Tin was not there and did not have a schedule for the day otherwise he will be in very big trouble.

"I guarantee that any guy who passes by will turn to look at you."

The young white coach said, because other than having a beautiful skin, she also exercised at the gym consistently and was currently wearing a sheer, sleeved less shirt that showed a pink bra inside; emphasizing her physique. At first glance, one would have thought that she was a girl in her twenties.

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