Cassie got her workout bag and headed to the local gym, she'd been trying to study but couldn't concentrate enough to write her paper. After thirty minutes of pretending to study she'd officially given up, her mind was full of thoughts of what her two friends would be doing right now, hanging at the hotel with the wrestlers was her answer. So she had decided that a good workout would help, driving through the streets of Houston she tried not to think about the life she'd left behind in Perth.

As usual the car park was mostly empty and she knew that she wouldn't have to compete for the equipment. It was still early and Cassie knew that it wouldn't get too much busier than it was now. Walking through reception she was greeted by Susie and Bart, the owners, Cassie walked into the women's change room and quickly changed into her black basketball shorts and black wife beater. Heading back into reception she gave Susie her cell phone for safe keeping and ignoring everyone else in the gym headed over to the treadmills.

Every time Cassie did a workout it always began with a ten minute jog followed by ten minutes of stretching before thinking about doing anything else. She was always conscious of Susie watching over her and the glances the other members of the gym bent on her. Pulling up from her stretches she grabbed two sparring gloves so she didn't damage her hands, and stepped up to the boxing setup. Although it wasn't very feminine to box Cassie didn't care, boxing was a passion and a great stress reliever. As she was training she could hear the strange voices but wasn't really conscious of them.

Mark, Glenn, John and Dave watched the girl pour her emotion into every punch and every swing. She had been stretching when they entered and had immediately captured John and Dave's attention. Mark had to admit that she was an intriguing creature, long mousy blond hair, toned long palish legs and a slight tummy. He couldn't see her face but he was sure that it would match the rest of her. Ignoring the the other three Mark began his workout, he'd have to leave his boxing until she finished.

"Wouldn't mind seeing the rest of that tattoo!" Glenn muttered as they began lifting weights.

Mark, John and Lgenn glanced across and saw the edge of a tattoo on her right hip as her shirt moved with her body. As Mark watched she pealed the sweat soaked shirt off, leaving her in a sports bra. He could see tattoo's dotted across her body and a few scars across her back, his mouth went dry. Mark still hadn't seen her face but she had a body that would tempt a saint. Tearing his eyes away from her Mark began his workout in earnest

After fifteen minutes Cassie stripped off the gloves and swiped up her shirt, wiping her face on it. She had noticed the four men who had entered but didn't really notice them properly until she turned to go and do weights. Four sets of eyes were stuck on her as she walked across the gym towards them. Out of the four there was one set of piercing green eyes that were making her nervous, his gaxe was centred on the scar running across her stomach. Cassie passed them and started on her situps ignoring the shivers that those beautiful green eyes invoked. Cassie watched as he stood and strode across to the boxing bag. He was huge, at least 6'10" and built, he looked as if he was all muscle. As he began boxing Cassie could see all the muscles rippling in his arms, he held a lot of power in his arms and it looked as if he had a lot weighing on him at the moment. Cassie saw the tattoo's covering him and honestly cursed herself for being susceptible to an attractive man. As Cassie hit 200 sit ups a shadow fell over her, and looking up she clashed eyes with one of his shorter friends.

"I'm Dave."

"Cassie" She didn't stop her situps and he sat on the weight bench next to her.

"Do you have a surname?" He asked.

"Lord."

"You're not very talkative."

"Working out."

"Take a break?" He continued.

"No"

Cassie powered on until she'd reached 300 and then stood to go and do bench pressed. Dave followed but he didn't notice her tensing up, Mark was watching as a look of fear crossed her face.

"Dave!" The tall green eyed man called and Dave stopped to look. "C'mere I'll teach ya."

Dave looked back at Cassie who was doing bench presses and headed over to Mark. After the bench presses Cassie did twenty more minutes of pilates, green eyes following her every move. Thankful to be able to escape she went to shower and change into her jeans and a University of Texas jumper. Grabbing her bag, Cassie handed over her locker key, took her phone and made a booking for a personal session with Susie for the next day.

By ten p.m. Cassie had completed her paper and was laid on her sofa watching television. Although Flashpoint was one of her favorite shows she had a lot of trouble keeping her mind on what was happening. Her mind kept wondering back to those eyes that were more green than she had ever seen before, those eyes which seemed far too perceptive. It had seemed that when her fears were beginning to rear their head he had called his mate away.

Just as her thoughts were turning to the sensual her door opened and in walked her two best friends, Jess and Dani. They landed on the sofa and the beanbag looking at her.

"did you finish your paper?" Jess asked, she was the prettiest of the three and the most confident. Gorgeous long red hair and vivd green eyes, she was also very intelligent and that was what scared most men away.

"Sure did, even had time for the gym."

"You're obsessed Cass. Can you go even two days without the gym?"

"Says the women who spent the entire day in the lobby of a hotel waiting for wrestlers."

"Shutup." Jess grinned. "My dad is back for a little while and wants me to bring you two for dinner tomorrow, if you'll come."

"Well I'll come." Cassie said.

"Alright, I'll pick y'al up at six p.m. form her, just dress casual."

"Anyway girlies it is time for me to go to bed. I have to work tomorrow."

They all said goodbye and Cassie headed off to bed and the first night disturbed by those vivid green perceptive eyes.