“I want to hear you, Andie.” His voice was strained, just as hot and breathy as mine was. “Give me that much…”
As if my body was under his command, I could feel my world starting to unravel. My toes curled, my eyes squeezed tighter, and I let the waves of pleasure roll through my body. The phone slipped from my hand as I moved to cover my mouth. I tried to stifle my moans, but it wasn’t good enough. I’d come with Freddie on the phone and a moment later, a knock sounded on the door, just as I’d started to gather my senses.
“Andie, are you okay?” Kinsley shouted. “It sounds like you’re strangling a cat in there.”
I threw my phone across the room like it was on fire. It collided with my suitcase and clattered to the floor. I yanked my towel around my body and bolted off the bed.
“Yup!” I shouted back, praying she wouldn’t open the door. “It’s fine, I just…stubbed my toe.”
“Do you need ice or something? Honestly, I thought you were sacrificing a goat or something.”
“No, everything is fine!”
My phone buzzed on the floor across the room, but I didn’t check it until I heard Kinsley walk back into the living room. It was a text from Freddie, short and foreboding.
Freddie: That was good, but not enough. Next time, I’ll feel you come.
CHAPTER TWENTY-ONE
Andie
I HAD A suspicion that my trainer Lisa was secretly an intern for the devil. She was tiny and adorable, but she made me cry like I was in the sixth circle of hell. I’d begun training with her my first day in Rio, and I’d figured we’d eventually work up to one of those great relationships where instead of rehabbing my wrist all day, we’d just sit around gossiping about celebrities and making fun of people.
“You have two more sets of mobility exercises, and we haven’t even gotten to the strengthening segment,” Lisa said, interrupting my short break in the training center.
Fuckkkk youuuuuuuuu.
“This is torture, Lisa.”
She arched a perfectly sculpted brow. “Do you want to keep playing here or do you want to go home? The choice is yours.”
I sneered. “Actually, I think I’m all set. I’ll just go home.”
She shook her head. “Too late.”
I groaned and leaned forward onto the training table. Lisa had it set up so that she stood on one side and I stood on the other, leaning toward her with my wrists hanging off the table.
“Ready?” she asked with a smirk.
I narrowed my eyes. “Whatever. Let’s get this over with.”
She stepped forward to adjust my form on my right hand. “Loosen up for a second.”
I let her link her fingers through mine.
“Take a breath,” she said, using her own wrist to rotate and loosen mine. I bit down on my lip to avoid cursing her to hell for all eternity.
Just then, I glanced up to see Freddie walking into the training room alongside his teammate, Thom. I could tell they’d just come from swim practice. Freddie’s dark hair was still damp and he had his workout bag slung over his shoulder. He was wearing a white workout tank that cut down the side of his chest and loose gym shorts that sat low on his hips. He looked massive standing there beside Thom, tall, chiseled, and looking my way with curious eyes. Lisa still had her hands linked through mine, so I couldn’t wave. I settled on a smile as he changed course and stepped closer.
“Hi,” I said through clenched teeth. Can’t you ease up a bit, Lisa?
“Hey,” he said, glancing at my hand in Lisa’s before meeting my eye. “How’s the training?”
Lisa turned with narrowed eyes. “Bud, you mind coming back when we’re done? We’re kind of busy here.”
I wasn’t sure how “bud” translated over to UK English, but Lisa’s body language made it clear that she wouldn’t tolerate any distractions. There was a fleeting moment where I thought Freddie might escalate her unwarranted aggression, so I spoke up first, easing the tension with a feigned smile.
“Freddie, I’ll come find you when I’m done,” I promised.
“It’ll be a while,” Lisa cut in, still holding my hand. The situation couldn’t have been more awkward, but fortunately Thom nudged Freddie’s arm and pulled him away.
“Your trainer’s looking for you,” Thom said before nodding my way. “Hey Andie.”
I smiled.
“Come on.” Thom nudged him again. Freddie glanced back at me with a curious expression before heading off with Thom. I watched him go, taking in the slope of his powerful back. Swimmers had the most insane bodies.
I swore after they walked away, Lisa dialed up the punishment. She forced me to do double the normal amount of wrist turn-things, and four times the normal amount of my other least favorite exercise: something I called “holyfuckingshit” for short.