Kristine POV
Zack and I talked long into the night. So late, that we were dragging our butts first thing this morning. It was five in the morning when Zack kissed me awake. I had wanted something else, but he pushed me out of bed, reminding me of my early training session with Jack. “You do not want to be late on your first day,” he teased me as I rushed around throwing on the same exercise gear I had worn yesterday. Fortunately, they had been washed at some point when we were out last night.
“What the hell kind of top is that?” Zack asked jealously. I shrugged, “It is what I have available to wear. I want to go shopping after training. Maybe you can point me in the right direction?” I asked as I pulled my sweatshirt over the too small sports bra. “I will take you,” Zack said d
