To Be Continued...

Sexy.

She was sure that there we more words, and better ones too, could be used to describe this man but she could not think of them right now. She was focused on watching him as he did his routine chin-ups.

“When are you going to ask that man out?”

Ona looked over her shoulder at her trainer, and best friend, Kristina. She was a beautiful woman. She had long dark hair, slightly full lips and curves that you mainly see on a black woman. Kristina was the first white girl she has ever met that did not “act black” all because she had black friends that she grew up with. She was just always herself, though her parents would disagree. They always thought she was “acting black” and suggested that she should find a different friend to spend time with. As you can see – her parents suggestions went in one ear and out the other.

“Who says I like him enough to ask him out?” Ona replied as she looked away from the fine specimen.

She scoffed.

“Oh please. The way that you’ve been watching him basically screams you like him enough to ask him out.” Kristina replied. “So, do us both a favor and ask him out already so that we can actually finish our workouts without interruption.”

"I don't even know his name." Ona pointed out.

"It's Antonio, but everyone calls me Tony." Came an unfamiliar voice.

The women turned around and came face to face with the man whose been the topic of conversation everyday for the last few days. He was standing there, covered in sweat and ripped muscles, staring down at them. At her. His eyes was roaming her entire body or at least every part of her that he could see.

"Antonio. It's nice to meet you. I'm Ona and this is my friend Kristina."

He held out his hand to Kristina, who took it quickly. "It's nice to meet you, Kristina."

"Same, Tony."

He then turned to look at Ona. "It's a pleasure to finally meet you, Ona." he said and held out his hand.

Ona took his hand and he brought it to his lips and kissed it. "Likewise, Antonio."

"I've noticed that you've been watching me." he pointed out.

Ona smiled.

"In order for you to notice me watching you, you would have had to be watching me, too." she replied.

He smiled, showing off his pearly white teeth.

"I was. I was also wondering if you were ever going to come over to talk to me." he added.

"You have, have you? Well, why don't you and I get to know each other over a few drinks." she suggested.

He smiled big.

"I'd be honored."