I arrived at work exhausted, functioning on around 2-3 hours sleep. The neighbours were partying all night as usual leaving me staring at my ceiling the whole night.

When I slumped down in the chair it creaked and snapped sending me crashing to the floor. I let out a squeal in surprise as Pete erupted in laughter with all his sheep joining in.

He walked over and tossed screws down on the desk "better fix that" he was amused, pathetic little boy. When I didn't answer he leaned against the door frame tilting his head with that stupid grin. This was how we ended up fucking in the first place.. it was a joke, fun even! we pranked each other but he sealed the fate of that arrangement when he slapped me in my own fucking kitchen.

"What's wrong? Did you get hurt?" I stood straight and laughed making him frown. He wanted me to be pissed and I was! But not enough to show him how much he gets to me now and certainly not enough to retaliate with another prank.

"That prank's a little old school don't you think? It's okay I expect nothing great from you anyway" I grabbed the screws and flipped the chair starting to put it back together.

It fell silent as he walked back into the gym leaving me to rebuild the it. He didn't get the satisfaction of seeing me rage, I felt amazing! I got a few screws half in before Tommy knelt down beside me grabbing the screw driver.

He met my eyes but didn't say anything and I smiled in thanks. He simply nodded and started tightening the screws I'd put in. I could do it myself but it was a silent acknowledgment of the pain in the ass Pete could really be.

He lifted the chair upright and sat down making sure it was stable before he stood and spun it to me raising an eyebrow. I grinned slightly and sat down letting him spin me, my inner child instantly came out and i pulled my legs up enjoying it.

I laughed and shook my head when It stopped "it's even better than it was before, win-win" a small smile spread on his face before he bobbed his head and started backing away "time do you finish?"

"11, lights out" he nodded and pointed to the floor in front of him "I'll come get you here" I nodded narrowing my eyes and he walked off fighting a grin.

Why so serious? He wasn't much of a talker but that wasn't a bad thing. He just never really showed much emotions and when he did it was involuntary making him a complete mystery to me.

I frowned before checking the time. It was 6 hours until my shift ended. He'd be long gone by then so I was off the hook..

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When half 10 hit I realized Tommy still hadn't left yet. I didn't even press on with my train of thought because I didn't know anything about this man. Anyone who can train for 6 hours is surely a well oiled machine!

"See you later" Pete smirked and walked out leaving me frowning. He scared me, nobody should be that nice to the single person they hate most. It only meant he wasn't done with this childish feud that we so nearly got over.

yey for me!

I grabbed my bags at dead on 11 and walked around the desk before I noticed Tommy standing in the door way top-less and sweating. Why did he have to look so god damn good?

"Finished staring?" I snapped back to reality and rolled my eyes "you have a nice body, I'd be a fool not to look. Lock up" I held the keys up subtly trying to tell him he had to leave so I could shut the place down.

He shook his head "lock up from the inside" I frowned and he stood straight tossing me small gloves "they should fit"

What the fuck was he training me for? I looked down at them for a minute before looking back up to him in pure confusion. I didn't think he would actually stick to this...

"I didn't... bring work out stuff" he raised an eyebrow and looked down at my jeans a little too long making me feel insecure under his gaze "yes you did. You work in a gym, you always have work out stuff"

Caught. I cursed under my breath and exhaled heavily as I dropped my bags and walked away to lock the door.

When I went to pull the keys out he was right behind me and grabbed my arms. I froze in surprise but he got closer and whispered in my ear.

"You need to know how to stop someone touching you like this" I gulped trying to ignore the tingle of his presence and quickly pulled myself together yanking the key out, spinning around.

"Yeah, yeah you made your point" he only smirked and walked away leaving me fighting my hormones off. He must be a hand full!

When I had my workout gear on I sort of wished I put any kind of t-shirt in the bag. I had a sports bra and leggings that was usually fine when it was just me in here. It wasn't just me anymore.

I walked out and covered my stomach with my arm as I got near him "gloves" I nodded quickly and pulled them on. When he walked over to tie them I fought every bone in my body telling me to cover up.

"I won't look at you, relax" I shook my head quickly beaming bright red "I didn't think you would, I'm just used to being here alone and forgot to put another t-shirt in the bag"

I shrugged and wriggled my hands around inside the glove before looking up at him "where do we start?" He didn't respond for a minute and walked off leaving me.

I just frowned at his back and stood like an idiot till he walked back out and tossed a t-shirt at me "this make you more comfortable?" It was his. I must have sounded pathetic..

"Ehmm.." he huffed and took it off me before he flung it on my head and helped me put it on. I couldn't help but laugh and he grinned before walking away to grab pads.

I had no idea what you called them but he slid them on and walked back over to me "punch 10 as hard as you can" 10? 10 times he must mean.. I quickly done as he said and he nodded in approval before dropping them.

"Your force is good but won't make an impact on someone like Pete, he'll be watching for that headbutt next time too"

He pulled my gloves back off and took a couple of steps back "try and grab me.. anywhere" I grinned unable to help my train of thought and he raised an eyebrow but I quickly advanced and tried to grab his arm's.

He easily blocked my hands and wrapped his foot around my ankle. I would have crashed to the floor if he didn't catch me.

When he got me upright again he backed away "arms on the inside. Repeat what I just done" I frowned but he took a leap forward and grabbed my arms before I could do anything. He was a distraction! I should have made him wear the damn t-shirt!!

"Concentrate. Arms up before I touch you" I nodded again and he backed off giving me a look before he tried to grab me again. This time I reacted and batted his arms away locking my foot around his ankle. The wrong one apparently because he lost his footing and crashed to the floor dragging me with him.

I rolled off his body quickly and panted laying on the floor "that still counts" not even a beat had passed and he was hovering above me pinning my arms above my head.

"Not until I can't do this, or anything like it" my brain wouldn't think of a witty remark. He was between my fucking legs!!! I needed to have sex before I done this again.. lesson learned!

He didn't move only watched my brain tick trying to think of something. Instead I wrapped a leg around his waist and shoved his shoulder while he wasn't expecting it and spun us around so I was on top of him.

He bobbed his head in approval but darted up pushing me off crashing us onto the floor again and he had me pinned. Almost too easily.

We were both out of breath but I wanted to win. I waited till he thought I gave up and as his hand came off my wrist I tackled his chest rolling us over.

I tried to stand once he was under me but he leaped up and crashed me against the wall. I didn't realize that my legs were around his waist and his face inches from mine till we both snapped out of it and he put me down backing away.

"You aren't bad" I snorted and fixed his huge t-shirt "please, I kicked your ass and you know it" for the first time since I'd saw him he actually smiled. Never even tried to fight it off.

"Okay.. 1-0" I grinned in triumph and he knelt over a little beckoning me forward. I got closer and tried to tackle him again but he looped his arm around mine. I spun quickly and crashed against his chest as he chuckled darkly in my ear.

He would never learn how to play this game by my rules. When he went to let go I hooked my foot around his ankle and shoved myself backward's enough for him to start losing balance then I pulled my arms away letting him crash to the floor.

He didn't move for a second in pure shock but I walked closer and tilted my head "2-0?" He smirked and nodded holding his hand up for help.

Foolishly I reached out and he yanked me down next to him with one big tug. I lay there for a second and laughed before turning to face him when he spoke.

"1-1" I bit into my lip and looked up at the ceiling shaking my head. This wasn't as bad as I thought it would be.. "this was actually kind of fun" I felt his eyes on me and turned back to look at him.

"It isn't supposed to be fun. It's to help you if.. when that prick tries to touch you again. Being a quick thinker is your trait. Use it"

I sat up and crossed my legs in a basket looking down at him "I don't think he would actually hurt me again. It has been escalating a little again bu-" he sat up shaking his head cutting me short.

"No buts, you aren't sure. Not just him, you can't go wrong with knowing how to protect yourself" well that was true. Not like I would ever forget anyway..

"Fair point. So what next?" He jumped up and smirked bending over a little "your going to try put me down. I'll show you how I would stop me if I was you.. then you practice"

So rolling around.. the whole time.. fuck. "You have a problem with that?" I quickly shook my head holding my hand's up in defense.

"Nope, that's fine" I pulled his t-shirt off and got myself ready. I was winning or going to die trying.