“Hey Adair…” the two gawkers approached clutching their towels and water bottles as if they were meeting a celebrity.
“Sup,” he responded, staring straight ahead not paying them much mind.
“When are you going to start your training classes again?” the one with huge breasts spilling out of her sports bra asked.“I’ve been such a pig this semester and I could really use your help,” she sexily twisted her body side to side.
“Ummm…ion know, if I do, I’ll post on the school page.”
“Okay! Well…have a good day!”
“Straight.”
Adair didn’t take a sip of water until he finished out his workout. Sabine stood back waiting patiently for him to finish. Stepping down off the treadmill, he approached her causing her to back up into the railing. He trapped her between his arms as his chest heaved up and down with sweat pouring off his face, breathing heavily.
“What’s on your mind?”
“Nothing.”
“Talk to me.”
“I didn’t know you held private training classes.”
“Ummm, I wouldn’t call them private. There was this older woman last semester, we were in one of the same classes and she was talking about losing weight. I told her she could work out with me; you know give her a lil motivation. Some other women on campus saw and joined in. I told them my schedule when I came to the gym then all of a sudden, I had a bunch of ladies around me every morning so I did what I could for them.”
“Hm.”
“What?” he laughed, standing up straight. Sabine’s breath hitched seeing his abs contract with every heavy breath he took.
“That girl…she trained with you a lot?”
“Yea.”
“Did…”
“We fucked before, Sabine, but it wasn’t nothin’ serious.”
“Oh.”
“I ain’t mean to be so blunt but if you ask me somethin’, I’m not gonna lie.
“Are…is…ummm…she what you usually go for?”
“I go for women period, preferably black.”
“Yea well the ex-conquests I’ve seen look like her type of black woman.”
“So,” Adair shrugged.
“And I look like me.”
“What is your point?” Adair snatched the towel off the arm of the treadmill, wiping the top of his head.
“Nothing…I’m going to go home and shower for class.”
Adair grabbed her hand sensing the insecurities she was feeling. He didn’t have a specific type but did he like fat asses and big titties? Yes, he was a man, and that shit looked good. He could also see why Sabine was feeling the way she was though. Her appearance contradicted what he’d entertained in the past.
“You knew I was a lowkey hoe.”
“I did.” Sabine nodded, hating he was honest. Whenever a situation arose, Adair had no problem easing her mind with the truth. Him being so into Sabine caused a bit of an uproar in his line up but Adair didn’t care, she’d stolen his heart. He wasn’t about to let bitter women who he never offered a commitment ruin what they were building.