"Alright." He watched until she gathered her shower kit and went into the separate shower area. Then he unlocked the door and quickly left. He headed down the corridor knowing that he was going to catch hell from the guys for not immediately coming back.
Christopher showered while listening to the guys ask him such questions such as if his sweep of the lady's lockers proved secure, and other comments less tasteful. He blushed and tried to figure out a way to control his desire for Ashleigh each morning. It would just be impossible to watch her exercise; the way her body moved, to hear the way she breathed, to smell the fresh sweat on her body and not to be completely pulled into that direction. They were definitely going to have to come up with some way to control themselves during work hours.