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♡Astrid♡ After washing my face and brushing my teeth, I sauntered out to go find Adrian. If I was lucky, he would still be at home, but if not, I'd have to call him. I walked up to his door and knocked. Once. Twice. There was no response. I turned away and walked toward the gym. He’d left. A little earlier than usual. Pushing the door open, I walked into the cold space. I should burn a few calories and get off some tension before seeing Joan and Aaron. And there I paused. He was there. His body glistened with sweat as he hit the punching bag like it didn’t hurt. Every punch echoed in the room. The muscles in his back flexed with every move, and those pants? He really needed to stop wearing them. It should’ve been illegal to look that good in sweatpants. “Enjoying the view?” His voice came out raspy and in quick breaths. I quickly cleared my throat and walked farther into the room. “What are you talking about?” I asked, glancing at the treadmill. I walked toward it. He stopped hitting t