“What is it with men?” Cassidy pulled the pin on the weight machine and shoved it back in ten pounds heavier. The weight machines were mostly vacant at the moment. That was one reason she and Jo worked out on Sunday mornings. Perrin, not a morning person at the best of times, wouldn’t be awake for hours. The rowing machines were moderately busy, the spinning cycles were the hottest new craze and there was actually a short line of men and women jogging in place waiting their turns.
Jo was huffing and puffing her way through her pecs workout. She did her raise-an-eyebrow thing to show she was listening.
“You’d never guess who’s taken to standing outside my condo every morning about the time I get back from my run.”
“Bradley, huff, Cooper, puff?”
Cassidy sat on the bench, hooked her ankle
