Zach slowly withdrew, the wet sound making me shiver. He didn't move away; he stayed close, wrapping his arms around me and pulling me into his chest. Bryan curled up beside us on the bench, resting his head on my shoulder.
"Well," Bryan panted, a goofy smile on his face. "I think that's the best workout I've ever had."
Zach chuckled, the sound low and contented. He kissed the top of my head. "I think we might need to adjust your training program, Kayda."
I giggled, feeling a warm, lazy glow spreading through my limbs. "Oh really? And what does the new program look like?"
Zach's eyes twinkled with a hint of mischief. "More... private sessions. More focus on... flexibility."
"I can definitely handle that," I whispered.
Bryan nudged me. "Does this mean I'm part of the program too?"
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