Hitting the Gym

"Damn, girl, you're working those bags today," Adonis observed, as Elizabeth laid into the speed bag. She'd already taken out her frustration on the heavy bag, her body dripping sweat.

"Thanks," Elizabeth replied breathlessly. "Let's go back to my place -- get a drink and a soak in."

An hour later, Elizabeth was sipping on a sweet, alcoholic drink, while Adonis had a more manly concoction. She was spilling her heart out.

"And then ... I went onto Blacked," Elizabeth said, her tears flowing. "And I fucking saw him. Fucking some porn star." Adonis hugged her tight to him, her head resting on his shoulder.

"I'm sorry, baby girl," Adonis said. "I had no idea he was under that pressure. But I can believe it. When you set yourself on that path, and you fail. Your mind goes to some dark places."

"Yeah," Elizabeth agreed. "But it should have been with me."

"So what are you going to do?" Adonis asked.

"Well, he has a new dream," Elizabeth said, bitterly. "So I have one too. I want us to make your dream a reality. Your gym. Well ... our gym. If you'll have me."

Adonis smiled broadly. Now this was an offer no man could refuse.