"I'm ready…", Talia said when she exited the dressing room, surprised that Keith didn't move from the spot since she left. "Is something wrong?"
Keith was staring at Talia who was wearing only black shorts and a red exercise bra and he swallowed hard. He saw girls that were taller, plumper, curvier, with less clothes than what Talia was wearing, yet he found himself out of breath.
He still didn't adjust his mindset to the fact that he likes her, but here she was, adorably ignorant of the things that were brewing within him.
Considering that it was just the two of them in the training center, Keith knew that this will be difficult.
"Keith?"
"Yeah, yeah. I'm fine.", Keith stumbled over his words. "Wait for me on the mat. I will just go and drink some water." And splash cold water on my face.
Talia noticed that Keith was stiff and absentminded when he returned.
