ALISON'S POV
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I hate how I like the way he's looking at me . His green orbs stare down at me as I pant , sweat coating my skin and I feel sticky as I lay on the floor . I can't help but glimpse at him , he's trying so hard and he is funny . " Why do you stare at the roof like it's magical ?" he teases , making me scoff . " I'm not ." I sigh , shaking my head . " I'm catching my breath ." I chuckle , my hands pulling my shorts right that's pulling up my ass . " Why ? Do you want to workout more ?" he grins and the tension spikes up between us .
" No , I just .. I'm just relaxing ." I sigh and I notice how his forest eyes trail down my legs and back up over my breasts and his eyes lock with mine . " Stop looking at me like that ." I scoff .
I don't quite mind it , it makes my skin ti
