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didn’t know if Trevor would run again, but before
he did, Jasper would at least apologize.
    “ Hi,” Trevor responded
just as shyly. “I was thinking about joining the gym.”
    Frey gave some excuse for leaving them alone
and disappeared into the back of the building. Jasper hurried and
said, “Trevor, I’m sorry. You know, about yesterday.”
    Trevor, who was giving Jasper’s body a good
once over, said, “You have nothing to be sorry for. I get it.”
    “ You do?” Jasper wasn’t
sure he got it himself. And the way Trevor was looking at him, like
he wanted to sample the goods, had Jasper more confused than
before. Maybe Trevor was gay.
    “ Yep. Just forget it. Do
you want to show me around before the big guy gets
back?”
    Jasper cocked his head to the side, studying
Trevor. Maybe he was gay, but Jasper wasn’t his type. He was at a
loss for how to proceed, so he did what Frey asked him to do. “I
didn’t know you were interested in working out. Let’s start over
here.”
    Jasper showed him machines as well as
explained all the classes Frey offered. He ended his tour in the
changing room. “So, are we okay?” Jasper asked him when they were
alone. He shoved his hands in his pockets so he wouldn’t make the
mistake of touching Trevor again.
    “ I guess. I just…” Trevor
didn’t get a chance to finish his statement. Frey and Matthew came
in the room.
    Frey said, “There you are. So, Trevor, what
do you think?”
    Without looking at Jasper, Trevor said, “I
would like to take advantage of the trial offer, see how it works
into my schedule and all that.”
    “ Sounds good. Jasper,
would you please take Matt here into the office. I’ll get Trevor
signed up and then I’ll be right in.”
    Jasper was frustrated. He really wanted to
continue his conversation with Trevor, but he was there for a
reason other than his own personal feelings. “Of course. Trevor,
maybe we could work out together?” He wanted his mate to know that
he was still interested in being around him.
    “ If you promise not to
make fun of my non-badass form,” Trevor said, seriously.
    Jasper laughed, but his heart also broke a
little. He was going to spend the rest of his life making sure
Trevor knew just how special he was, mate bond or not.
    “ I promise,” Jasper said
with a smile, one he hoped Trevor took to heart.

Chapter Eight

    Even though it wasn’t
class night, Abbi wanted to go to the community center and work on
the fall festival. In her weekly dance classes, she taught simple
routines choreographed for young children. The Nutcracker involved more
elaborate dances, but Abbi would be able to simplify them for her
younger group. She could do it at home, but it would be easier in
her dance room. Still, she didn’t want to take a chance on being
caught by Troy. Not again.
    Abbi stopped at the grocery store on her way
home and bought a couple of rotisserie chickens from the deli. That
was something she didn’t have to cook, and Troy liked them. She
could throw some vegetables on the stove while she worked on the
festival, putting her ideas to paper. She wasn’t in charge of the
decorations, but the committee had asked for her input since she
knew the theme better than anyone.
    Normally, Troy was home at five on the dot
unless he was working out or went out drinking with his partner. It
was now half past six, and Abbi knew it was going to be one of
those nights. One where he would either be full of testosterone
from hitting the gym, or full of alcohol from hitting the bar.
Neither scenarios bode well for her. When she heard his car door
slam half an hour later, she braced herself for whichever Troy
walked through the door. She didn’t have to wait long to know it
was a whiskey night. Still in his uniform, Troy was livid.
    “ Fucking cunt put me on
second shift. It’s the queer detective’s fault; I just know it!”
Troy yelled as he paced the kitchen. Abbi didn’t dare move, didn’t
say a word. Troy went to the