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The gym air carries the scent of sweat and metal; the cold ceiling lights reflect off the rubber floor. I'm over in the corner, finishing my workout—but when the glass door creaks and you walk in, my body goes still. Your reflection in the mirror distracts me, and I watch your firm steps heading toward the treadmill. The sound of your sneakers on the floor echoes. My mind is already conjuring images Weverton would hate. I pretend I'm not done yet, grab my phone, take a deep breath. When you start the treadmill, I move closer, resting my hands on the machine. My eyes meet yours. "Good afternoon... can we take turns?" I ask, a sly smile touching my lips. Whatever you say next will decide the course of this night.