Chasing His Kickass Luna Back novel Chapter 411

As I make my way over to the weights, I steal another glance at Karl’s form. He’s lifting heavy weights, his muscles flexing with each repetition. He grunts a bit, and sweat glistens on his skin. My heart races, and I feel a familiar warmth spreading through me.

“Hey,” he says, smirking as he places down the weights for one last rep of deadlifts. “Quit staring.”

“I’m not staring.” I blush, turning away. “It’s just a coincidence.”

“Mhm,” he teases. “Sure.”

I swallow and pick up some light weights, trying to concentrate on my own workout, but my eyes keep drifting back to Karl. He’s like a magnetic force, drawing me in. I know I should focus on my training, but it’s hard when he’s right there, looking so incredibly attractive.

Karl notices me struggling with my form and approaches me, his brow furrowed. “Hey, that’s not how you do bicep curls,” he says, shaking his head. “You’re using too much of your shoulders.”

Before I can answer, he comes up behind me, his body dangerously close to mine. His hands gently guide me, his touch sending a shiver down my spine as they run over my limbs.

“You’re a bit rusty, Abby,” he says, his voice low and intimate.

I clear my throat, trying to regain my composure. “Yeah, it’s been a while,” I admit, feeling a bit flustered. “I’ve grown flabby, too.”

Karl gives me a stern look and steps closer, his hands resting on my waist. He makes me face the mirror beside us, and I meet my own gaze. “Abby,” he says softly, pulling my shirt taut to reveal my waist, “you have a beautiful, curvy body with long legs and a slender waist. You’re not flabby at all. Look.”

I blush furiously at his words and quickly step away, feeling my heart pounding in my chest. “Thanks, Karl,” I mumble, not sure how to respond to his compliment.