Disclaimer: I own only Kimberly and Vic.

Chapter One: First Impressions

"Beautiful isn't she." Vic asked as he saw his friend staring at the stunning brunette.

"Who is she, Vic?"

They both watched Kimberly as she was working out. "Her name is Kimberly. She's been coming here for a few months. Don't know much else. She moved into the new development near the old saw mill, learned that much from her gym application. Very friendly and sweet, just doesn't divulge much about herself."

"I need to meet her."

"When she's finished she always sits in the sauna for about 10 minutes. Go in there."

How long is this guy going to stare at me? Why doesn't he just say hello? Do I have to do everything?

Kimberly finished her reps and headed for the locker room. "Hey Vic, who's your friend?"

"Kimberly, John. John, Kimberly."

She extends her hand, "Nice to meet you, John."

"It's definitely nice to meet you." John said, holding her hand a little longer. You have the most beautiful blue eyes I have ever seen. I can't take my eyes off you.

"So I guess I'll see you around?"

"I travel a lot, but when I'm back in town I can be found here." I sound like an idiot. "I'm on my way to the sauna, want to join me?"

"I was on my way there too, I'll meet you there." He is so hot and nice smile too. The dimples are sexy.

John went to the sauna, arriving first and prepping the steam. He lay down on the bench, wearing only his basketball shorts. She walks in wrapped in a towel. "Sorry for the delay, I had to take a phone call from the office." Wow. His body is amazing. Don't stare. Holy hell I'm in trouble. Don't stare. "So what do you do that requires a lot of travel?" Kimberly removes her towel to reveal a bikini and lies on the bench next to him.

Finally a woman who has no clue who I am. "Um, I'm a wrestler." And my day just keeps getting better. Kimberly looked at him still not knowing who he was.

"A professional wrestler."

Kimberly chuckles, "Shut up. Are you serious?"

"For the WWE."

"I haven't watched wrestling since I was in middle school. Oh, no offense, I'm sorry."

"That's ok. It's actually nice to meet someone who doesn't know who I am."

Kimberly smiles demurely. "I guess I'll have to start watching then."

Over the next year they continued seeing each other at the gym. They met for dinners and lunches when he got back to town. They spoke everyday and as often as possible over the phone getting to know one another, many times for hours, building a friendship and an unbreakable bond.