Chapter 17: Boxing Beauty

Luke met me in the workout studio after changing into grey sweatpants and a tight black Nike workout shirt that accentuated his bulging chest muscles. He was already getting slimmer, yet maintaining his strong build. But thanks to Lyle’s comments, I planned a scorching workout for the both of us.

I started by having Luke complete a circuit of punches and kicks on a large hanging boxing bag, some jump rope, box jumps, and finally rope slams. Luke kicked and punched while I jumped and slammed. We alternated between exercises without much discussion until we were both soaked with sweat and needed a break.

“You’re really nailing it today,” Luke huffed.

“Yeah, well. Got to get you looking good.”

I got to the floor and positioned myself in a plank to work on my core. Luke breathed a heavy sigh and planked beside me.

“Don’t listen to Lyle. He knows fashion and not much else.” Luke grunted a little, looking as though he was about to collapse.