The Gym Instructor

You looked up, it was the gym instructor. You're not really sure if he was following you but coincidentally, he was in the same cafe as you. He noticed you and he walked up to your table with a confident stride and, without asking, took the seat opposite you.

"Hey there," he said, flashing that same charming smile from earlier. "I'm Jeff."

Your heart skipped a beat, and you felt your face flush. You were still trying to process everything that had happened in the gym's changing room, and now he was here, sitting right in front of you. The situation felt surreal.

"I’m Alex," you managed to say, your voice a little shaky.

Jeff leaned in slightly, his expression friendly but curious. "I couldn’t help but wonder if you’d like to have lunch together," he offered.