Chapter Thirty-Seven

“Get out of my way," Luke snapped as he tried to start the treadmill. He had been using exercise as a kind of stress relief, but the people in the gym were annoying him, too. He just couldn't understand why working out had to be so hard for other people there, especially women. The one before him has been doing everything to get his attention, including getting water for him when he started sweating profusely. “Why are you so rude? I was just trying to be nice, " the lady said, her face morphing into a little smile. “Just get out of my way." He growled once more. He was really getting antsy, and his next move definitely wouldn't be nice. “I don't even want much from you. Just give me your phone number and a place you frequent. Leave the rest for me to do; I'll get you myself, " she said, moving closer to him. She was about to run her manicured fingers down his chest when he did what he didn't want to do at all before. He pinned her against the wall, his hand around her neck tight