He waited until nine, figuring she would be up and hopefully back from Isadora’s by then, assuming she had gone for coffee. She answered on the third ring, sounding a little breathless. “Hey, Lara. It’s Finn. Am I catching you at a bad time?” “Just...finishing up...a workout,” she managed to get out between breaths. His mind went into fantasy mode, picturing her wearing something tight and skimpy, skin aglow with the sheen of perspiration. He just barely held back a moan. “I can call back.” “Give me...fifteen...’kay?” “You’ve got it.” He figured it was going to take at least that long to get his own pulse under control. His heart was still pumping a bit irregularly when he redialed her number. This time when Lara answered, she didn’t sound winded, but that didn’t prevent him from picturing her wearing curve-hugging Lycra.
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