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here and think that she can just pretend like nothing happened.  
    I lifted the bar off its supports and released a hiss, “one” I need to
stay away. “Two,” maybe I just need to give in. “Three,” she looked so good in
those shorts. “Four,” her legs wrapped around me were definitely my undoing.
“Five,” I need to get her out of my system. “Six,” this is going to kill me…
The more lifting I did, the more worked up I was getting. Anger and desire were
fighting back and forth. One voice telling me to find her, push her up against
the wall again, and make her beg me to take her. The other voice telling me that
nothing but pain was going to come from this, she didn’t care about me, and I
was wasting my time.
    After several hours in the weight room, I finally had worked out most of
the anger that I’d harbored toward her. If I was being honest, I still loved
her. It was fear that was keeping me away. Fear that if I let her in, she’d
break me all over again. I knew I sounded like a pussy, but I didn’t care.
    After placing the free weights back in their spots, I grabbed a towel
and began rubbing the sweat off my face. It had been a long day, and all I
wanted to do was go home, and take a nice hot shower.
    As I began walking down the hall heading in the direction of my office,
I noticed the lights to the trainer’s room were turned off. I released a sigh
of relief knowing that Leah had left. At least I hoped she had left. When I got
to my office door, it was cracked open. I didn’t remember leaving it that way,
but sometimes players would come by and forget to close the door when they
left. I figured someone brought me something, and just didn’t pull the door
closed when they came back out.
    As I approached my desk, I saw a small piece of paper taped to computer
screen. Upon closer inspection I recognized the hand writing. I would never
forget the way she wrote my name.
    Nicky,
    I’m sorry. I don’t know
what else to say. Can we talk? I mean really talk? Meet me at our old spot at
7? I’ll be waiting…
    L
    I held the paper out in front of me again as my hand trembled. She was
the only person I let call me Nicky, and she knew that was what she needed to
do to get to me. This day just kept getting even more stress-filled as it went
on. What could she possibly want to talk about, and was I dumb enough to go?
The answer was easy, yes. I needed to find out what she wanted and close the door
on this uncomfortable reunion as quickly as possible.

 
    ooooooooo

 
    Leah
    Was I crazy? After what just happened in the trainer’s room, was I crazy
to try to get him alone again? I want, no I need to fix this. He’s still
attracted to me that much is obvious, but for some reason he won’t give in to
it. “Lay it out there for him Leah,” I mumbled to myself as I walked into the
front door of my house and headed for the bathroom.
    Once inside the bathroom, I began stripping off my sweaty clothes and
tossing them into a pile. After turning on the water, and stepping into the
spray, I began to relax for the first time all day.
    “Knock, knock,” came Avery’s voice as she barged in.
    “I was hoping to get some quiet time,” I sighed as I began washing my
hair.
    “Yeah…ok,” Avery snickered. “If you think I’m going to leave you alone
after you spent the day with Nick, you’re crazier than I thought.”
    “I didn’t spend the day with him,” I rolled my eyes. “We work in the
same building, that’s all.”
    “Yeah, you work ten feet from each other, and you used to sleep
together,” Avery giggled. “You can’t tell me that it was a normal day.”
    “Can I get like five minutes alone?” I groaned.
    “No…what do you need five minutes for? You thinking about him and need
to take care of something?”
    “Avery! No!” I shrieked. “Get out! Please!”
    “I want deets girl. Did you see him?” she continued to push the issue.
    I knew that if I didn’t give her what she wanted,