I got up quickly, suddenly wide awake, and slipped into my fluffy slippers. “Ready.”“No you’re not.” He said simply.I frowned and looked down at my outfit. I didn’t know there was a dress code for fangirling. “What do you want me to wear?”“Honestly, preferably nothing, but I’m not trying to lose my mind so some yoga clothes will have to do.”“You want me to dress up just to watch you?”“Oh so that’s what you had in mind.” He chuckled. “Let me rephrase it then, would you like to join me in the gym. To workout. I mean you get to watch me but you’ll lift a barbell while you’re at it.”“I’m not really a sports person.” I grumbled.“I’m not asking you to do a long jump, Myra. Just put on some yoga pants and come downstairs.”He left before I could start arguing. My book did say, exercise was good. Plus nothing could be tougher than the poses I had to do during yoga. And, I got to ogle Pierce while at it.Convinced, I switched my pajamas for fitting leggings and a tank top, wore my fluff
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