Instead of hitting the treadmill this morning though, she immediately went over to the machines that would work her upper body. He assumed it had something to do with the fact her foot was probably still bothering her too much to do something else. Kelly had been hobbling when she came in.
His first urge had been to go over and try to apologize, but the reality of the situation was quick to sink in. What was the point? Just like last time, Kelly was probably going to bite his head off for even showing the slightest bit of compassion. What was it with women assuming that men only wanted in their pants or skirts?
Instead, he decided to stick with his original plan to just sit there and ignore her, even if it did kill him. If she didn't want to talk to him, then she didn't have to. Hell, he'd make things easy on her and ignore her completely as well…to an extent.
Grin suddenly spreading across his face, Randy got an idea. Jumping up from the seated leg press, he made his way over to the machine right beside her. Lowering himself down into the seat, he did his best to keep a serious face on. Adjusting the pads for his arms, Randy set the weight and began his reps. He had made it through one rep before his eyes caught sight of hers in the mirror across from him, and the second Kelly realized what happened she turned her head away with anger. Or was it embarrassment? Randy couldn't quite tell.
Heading into his seconds set of reps, Randy smiled when her voice finally broke the silence. "I may have been a little harsh yesterday."
"You think?"
"But if you ever show up at my place again, you will be sorry." Kelly finally finished, wiping the sweat off of her face with a towel. Turning to look at Randy, she let her eyes narrow. "And don't think that this changes anything. I still can't stand you."
Randy let a grown escape his lips, never once letting the weights sit. She couldn't just leave well enough alone couldn't she? "Like I said, it's you problem not mine. Can't blame a guy for trying to apologize."
"Well if you had just left me alone in the first place, this wouldn't have happened now would it?"
"No." Randy agreed, a slight hint of amusement clear in his voice. "You would have just seriously hurt yourself all on your own. So I mean, in the long run I just gave you someone to put the blame on other than yourself."
"Well thanks then, I should be so grateful." Kelly hissed with sarcasm as she lifted up off the machine. It was the moment that Kelly brushed past Randy that she realized her downfall. It was almost as though fate had to be cruel, her injured foot had dragged along the floor until it snagged on Randy's. Before Kelly knew it, she was tumbling down to the floor below.
Then she stopped.
Opening her eyes, Kelly found herself hovering inches above the floor and it wasn't until he spoke that she realized what had happened. "See, what did I tell you. Falling to my feet already."
Pushing out of his grasp, Kelly used the machine to help pull herself up. "Yeah, like I said. In your dreams. Maybe if your damn foot wasn't in the way I wouldn't have nearly killed myself."
"You were the one not watching where you were going."
"I see, put the blame on me as usual. You know, I'm starting to think that I'm nothing more than a convenience to you Kelly. All you do is verbally harass me and accuse me when something doesn't go your way!" Randy shot back, there was no way in hell he was going to let that one slide. He had been on the machine, definitely not in her way. There was a good two feet of isle in front of him for her to have used.
"Not like you don't set yourself up to it!"
Randy let out a laugh. "And what is that supposed to mean exactly?"
"Things were going fine until you decided to enter the picture."
"Sweetheart, I've been working out here a lot longer than you have so I'd watch your mouth. You were the one who entered the picture." Randy corrected. He had used the gym before it even became open to the public…back when it had been strictly exclusive.
"Well you can watch me exit it, because I'm not putting up with this anymore." Taking a few steps away, Kelly paused and turned around once more. "Oh, and Mr. Orton…if you ever show up at my place again I will call the cops and have them remove you from my property."
"I'd be putting them on speed dial then." He hadn't actually meant it, but he knew that it would get to Kelly. He knew that those words would be the final straw. Watching her whip back around, a smile played at his lips with the realization that he was dead on. Sick and it may have sounded, he loved the way that Kelly brought out the asshole in him. He loved how she knew exactly the right buttons to push in order to set him off.
"Watch your foot on the way out!" Randy called just before she got out of range. When she gave him a response by flipping him the middle finger, he simply laughed and shook his head. Thing were definitely going to get more interesting around the gym.
LyLTiArApRiNcEsS: I'll tell you know, she won't soften up any time soon either. No Randy will have to fight for this one!
Deceptive-Innocence: Make it that easy? I can't just let Randy win like that…it wouldn't be fair to all women!
Gurl42069: Yup, that trick.
Viper-sa: The bitchiness will continue, I promise you that
RKOxLegendKiller: Is this a good enough update?
Thanks guys. I'll try to keep the updates coming between this and Be Here!
