everything down for Justin as they went. Every once in a while, he’d stop to talk to a club member—to spot someone, or to show them the right way to perform an exercise.
It was obvious the people here loved Drew. He stopped and spoke to most people or they’d stop him, even if it was just to say hi. Justin could see how much Drew loved what he did and how much the people here thought of him. He wasn’t surprised about that, not in the least, because regardless of the fact that he didn’t know Drew well, he thought a lot of him too.
If he was being honest with himself, he’d admit it was why he came here in the first place. He was acting like a child after his afternoon with Landon, spending way too much time being angry, and he wanted something to distract him from that.
Another dose of honesty? Despite the fact that their workout was ending and he needed to get back to his dad, he wasn’t ready for it to be over yet.
“Can I let you in on a secret?” Drew asked as he wiped his face with a towel. Justin did the same.
“Yep.”
“Pizza is my downfall. I might have some in the fridge in my office.”
Justin cocked a brow at him. “You’re a fake. Talking shit to me about healthy eating and you hide pizza in your office. I don’t know if I can believe a word of what you say anymore.”
Drew crossed his arms and frowned. “When someone lets you in on a secret, you’re not supposed to make them feel like shit about it. Now come on before I regret telling you I practically get off on cheese and pepperoni goodness.”
Christ, he liked Drew’s sense of humor. “Lead the way.”
He followed Drew to an office that he unlocked before leading Justin in. It was… “Ever thought about cleaning this place? I heard you should do that at least once a year.” There were papers everywhere. Stacked on the desk, on the shelves—folders and papers and sticky notes and anything else you could think of.
“Hey. Fuck you. I know where everything is.” Drew closed the door and Justin couldn’t help but think about how different this was from Drew’s home. It had been incredibly clean there, everything put together, yet this place looked like a goddamn tornado had run through it.
“I think it’s impossible to know where everything is in this place.”
“Sit down before I regret bringing you into my inner sanctum.”
As he moved toward one of the chairs, he realized how sweaty he was. “I should probably just go. Some asshole just ran me ragged out there.”
“Sounds like a smart asshole,” Drew replied. “And sit down. I own a gym. Like I give a shit about sweat.”
So he did.
Drew grabbed a small pizza box out of the fridge and put two pieces on two paper plates. He popped the first one in the microwave, then grabbed a bottle of water from the fridge and tossed it to Justin. “Eat pizza but drink water. I’ll hook you up with some good protein drinks as well.”
Fucking protein drinks. What in the hell was this guy trying to do to him?
When the microwave dinged, he gave Justin the plate and then popped his own in. A minute later, they were sitting across the desk and mountain of papers from each other, eating pizza and drinking water.
“How was your day?” Drew asked him.
He shrugged. “It was okay. Landon and I went out to the restaurant his buddy owns. I’ll work there a day or two a week. Joy will help with Dad. Got my paperwork filled out and looks like I’m ready to go.”
He felt a pang in his chest. It’s temporary, he told himself, but the shorter the time he had to spend at Nick’s meant the shorter time his father was around. He had no reason to stick around here once he was gone.
Gone.
Christ, that word made his gut ache.
Drew finished chewing and then swallowed some water. “You’ve temporarily changed your whole life. You left your home. I hope people see that. The sacrifices you’re making.”
His head snapped up and his eyes locked with Drew’s blue ones. Thank you