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Atlas Gym | Friday

Over the last few months at the gym, John had come to realize this was so not his calling in life. Jumping around in front of a crowd, encouraging them to lift their knees higher as they bounced about in leotards was just not...cool.

After leading cardio funk, John had showered and set up at the desk, prepared to lie if anyone tried to recognize him from the class.

[OCD ran off in embarrassment]

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Jaina probably had reason to avoid John, especially given all the overthinking she'd done since they last talked. But she'd ultimately decided she wasn't willing to let that make things weird, and she was going about things as normal.

Which meant coming in before her workout and greeting him with, "I'm interested in one of your classes." Things as normal totally meant teasing.

"Teaching one of 'em?" John verified with an amused smile.

"I do seem to remember agreeing to co-lead," she said thoughtfully., and yes she was that committed to this. "Though I'm not sold on the spandex."

"Right, which is really just sad," he replied. "You'd do it justice."

"A bonus to people needing to see what I'm doing with all my parts, huh?" Which made her wonder. "Do you wear it?"

"Wouldn't you like to know," he evaded.

"You know, without an answer I have no choice but to assume a yes," Jaina pointed out, looking like she might be trying to get the mental image. Because she totally was.

"Then you won't be shocked to find my unitard in the back room," he smirked. It was a lie, but it amused him for some reason. Probably because he liked the attention.

She figured as much, but that wasn't stopping her. "And the back room is... where again?"

John didn't make a move from his spot on the chair. "Sorry, it's one of those employees only places."

"Well, if I co-lead a class I should probably see that place," she tried.

"First I wanna see this co-leadership thing become more than words," he offered.

"Just tell me when and I'll be happy to embarrass myself," Jaina said. She knew she'd look like an idiot, but with him it might be fun. "But then I want to see a unitard."

"Well," John made a show of checking the time on his watch. "Come back in twenty and you can run one."

He was so good at catching her off-guard. "What, twenty minutes?"

"That a problem?" Oh the smirk. Like it was a contest to see who would willingly embarrass herself.

She couldn't really back down from a challenge like that. That'd be way worse for her pride than if she humiliated herself in front of a class. So, she'd just have to be really really good at something she'd never done before. Easy, right?

"So just to be absolutely clear, and so I have it on record in case you try to go back on anything," Jaina began, "what do I get if I do this?"

John looked thoughtful, like he was trying to remember for admitting, "Absolutely nothing."

"You can do better than that," she said, coming over to his side of the desk to take her now-usual spot on top of it. "Make it fun for me."

"But this is fun for me." Duh.

And with her new position, she moved her leg to try and lightly kick him. "Is it still fun for you if I don't do it because I get nothing out of it?"

"That's just lame on your part."

"It's not lame, it's me not getting taken in a bad deal," she countered. "And considering it seems like you just want to watch me flail around for your own amusement..."

"So tell me what it is you think would be a good deal, 'cuz I'm pretty used to being the one on the other side of amusement here."

Jaina was being good, and not taking it down a route she shouldn't. "I want entertainment, too."

"How is this new?"

"It's not," she said. "I seem to remember even naming you as my entertainment way back when. Okay, so how's this: I lead the class, and get an entertainment favor to call in when I want it."

Not that that was dangerous or anything.

"Gonna need more specifics than that," John said, shaking his head. Who knew where she'd go with that.

"Hmm. Well, it's for entertainment, and I'm not going to get any entertainment out of you being mad, so nothing public," she said with a little smile. She wouldn't do that to him anyway. "How specific are you wanting? I'm not thinking big here."

"Nothing public?" Now his eyebrows lifted with interest.

"Oh, sure, now you wanna listen," she grinned.

"Hey, you forget most of my embarrassment in this town has been very public." Pole dancing, ffs.

That was where her mind jumped, too. Shocking, right? "No, I definitely remember," she said, because he'd gotten mad that she hadn't dragged him from the stage when he was covered in coconut oil. "Which is exactly why I won't do that to you."

"Okay." He wasn't saying more than that, though the look in his eyes might warn her a bit that this had better not end badly for him or else.

"Okay," she agreed. "Then I get to make a complete fool out of myself in under half an hour. Why do I hang out with you again?"

"You find me irresistible," he teased. "Something about my charm, good looks, or killer smile, I'd bet."

Somewhat unfortunately, he was kind of right. "Don't forget your ability to look good in short shorts."

"And this is why you need to wear the leotard thing." Uh huh.

"I didn't expect to need a leotard thing, so this, she said, gesturing to the workout clothes she was already wearing, "is what you get."

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