Sitting cross legged on an empty patch of land, in my personal training room, I meditated.
For what I needed for my next task was absolute calm.
But-
-She likes you.
The sentence continued to resound in my head like a broken record, disrupting my concentration and mood.
In the end, there was nothing I could do here.
Whether she liked me or not, it didn't matter.
For I didn't.
Yes, I didn't.
I was attracted to her, yes, but that was only to her body.
Simply put, I was horny.
The teen hormones firing up in my body were going haywire at the sight of her body, that along with our close proximity for the past month, hmmmm, it was understandable that there was a spark there.