"Oh my God! Do you know who you are?!!"

I point to him and clap my hand over my mouth embarrassed.

"I think I do." He chuckles cutely and I dang near faint on the spot.

"I'm sorry I know I sound like a total dork, I am a huge fan." I reply.

"Well thank you kindly I appreciate and love meeting my fans." He replies.

"But I think it's only fair since you know my name that I should know yours as well."

He holds out his hand for me to shake.

I slide my hand into his and hope that my palm isn't sweaty.

"My name is Gabriella, Gabriella Monroe."

"Nice to meet you Gabby, May I call you Gabby?"

"Sure, everyone does." I smile shyly.

"You know your name sounds like the name of a movie star."

I chuckle "Believe it or not I hear that often."

"Oh, I am sure, say Gabby?"

"Yes?" I ask.

"I see you over here lifting all the time why are you just now saying something to me?"

"What? You have seen me before? In here?"

"Yep, in this very room." He waves his hands around for effect.

"Wow I have never seen you in here or else they would have had to call 911."

"911 why is that?" He asks his eyes twinkling with amusement.

"Because I would have fainted dead on the spot." I say seriously.

He roars with laughter and my face gets hot.

Crap! I slap my hand over my mouth again.

"Hey, no need to faint I am not that special."

"The lies!" I yell playfully and he cracks up again.

"Well lucky for you I know CPR." He winks at me.

"You are funny, come work out with me." He says,

He turns and walks over to his area and I go mute.

Did he just ask me to join him? And work out with him?!

Oh no ma'am I cannot let him see me become a sweaty heaving mess!

Oh, Jesus what do I do? I can't say no and I can't say yes! Help me FATHER GOD!

"Are you coming?" He turns around and smiles that breathtaking toothy smile of his and I get light-headed.

I take a big gulp of my water to calm myself down.

“Ok girl you can do this It's not like he hasn't seen you sweaty before.”

“Apparently, he sees you all the time and you did not even know it!

Sobered by that thought because if that's the case he's already seen me at my worst.

I walk over where I was pick up my bag and follow him.

"Coming."