Riley wasn't much for gyms, but her options were pretty limited when it rained. She didn't much like exposing herself to the weather, even running in the snow or in the heat, although some days did force her inside. Today was one of them. She walked inside humming to the song she was listening to on her iPod, pretty much ignoring the world. Soccer practice was cancelled for the day, but Riley was religious in keeping up her routine of workouts. She put her stuff in a locker and quickly pulled up her long hair into a ponytail. She did some stretching in an open area near the treadmills, and then picked one where she could see outside and the people walking around in the rain. Today, that would not be her.
She stepped up on it, setting a speed that would let her quickly run a couple miles. She focused on her running, setting a pace where she was pushing herself but was also sustainable. She lowered the pace only when her thighs started to burn along with her lungs, settling into a quick jog that allowed her to recover her breathing. It was then that she took the time to look around. The gym was probably the best place for her to look for a fitness minded guy, but she knew just how much she hated being interrupted when she was concentrating, so she just oogled and never approached, staying off to the side in her own world.
Sawyer wasn't really a fitness nut, but he liked to hit the gym at least once a week. Or so he would tell people, it usually wound up being once a month. Lately with his limited class schedule he had the time to stay dedicated though. He was staring at the floor as he did curls in the middle of the room.
He didn't come to the gym to enjoy the view, but he looked around now. His eyes locked on the treadmill. He set down the bar and walked over to her. "Hey pinkie!" He immediately shielded himself, he hadn't forgot their last encounter. "So is this why you have those mad fighting skills?" He smiled shyly at her as he noticed the cord hanging from her ears, "Well at least she didn't hear that gem."
Riley had caught sight of another runner in the row in front of her. She was biased, she knew, but she liked the lean look rather than the "I'm all muscles" look that a bunch of the guys had. Being slim and fit took its own dedication, it didn't need the added obsession with having the biggest muscles in town.
She was stopped from her watching when a familiar face caught her eye. Sawyer had come up and was saying something, but she took out her ear buds too late to catch what he said. Hear what gem, Sawyer? she asked sweetly, face masked with an innocently sweet look. She didn't pause her running, but did pause her music. She could keep up this pace easily and still talk, a feat accomplished only after years of steady running and increasing her recovery rate. Yes, she was a jock, and if you asked, proud of it.
He could feel the heat as his face turned red. "Oh you know me, trying to be funny and failing horribly. So what brings you here today? Didn't feel like scaring off the rain?" He was slightly fascinated by how well she could talk while running. He wasn't sure he could run and run let alone carry on a conversation.
"So do you have plans for later, I thought we could grab something to eat to apologize for hurting your elbow last time." He smiled disarmingly at her. Not only did he not want another elbow sent after him, but he hoped he could win her blessings.
She chuckled as color flooded her cheeks, not having that issue herself. She didn't blush easily, mostly because she didn't do many things she was embarrassed of. Riley was one of those girls who had figured out early in life who she was, and didn't have to trouble herself with finding that out. She rolled her eyes at his comment. Believe me, if I could scare off the rain, I would. Running out in the open is so much more fun then in an enclosed room with nothing to do but look around the same surroundings and listen to music. She didn't add that she could also bring Bear, but she didn't want to explain that she had named a Miniature Pinscher Bear.
She laughed when he spoke again. Hurting her elbow? That was like apologizing to a bully that your face had hit their hand. It wasn't exactly what she had been expecting. When she looked at him, he had an adorable smile on, something that made her heart melt around the edges. She steeled herself against the feelings, however, because Avery had met him first. Nope, no plans. She eyed the time on her treadmill, deeming that she had run enough to justify cooling off and then leaving. Give me time to cool off and take a quick shower and I'll be right with you. She replied, slowing down her treadmill to a comfortable walk. She figured she'd walk for five minutes or so, take a ten minute shower and be ready.
"Sounds like a plan pinkie, I need a shower too probably." He feigned sniffing himself. "Yep I think I definitely do." He smiled again before heading to the locker rooms. He had just met the pair, but he already felt he could tell them apart. The pink streak helped immensely, but there were other subtle things too.
He got dressed quickly and headed back out into the gym. He only hoped Avery didn't find out and get the wrong impression. He cared for her deeply already, and having Riley on his side, would be a valuable ally.