#Chapter 283: Hand To Hand

Abby I wake up early the next morning, determined to start my training with Karl. As I make my way to the home gym, a mixture of excitement and nerves courses through me. Karl is already there when I walk in, and the sight of him stretching leaves me momentarily breathless. His shirt clings to his muscular frame, and the way he moves is both graceful and powerful as he stretches. I try not to stare, but I can’t help it. He catches my gaze in the mirror, his eyes meeting mine, and a small smirk plays on his lips. “What are you waiting for?” he asks, his voice low and inviting. “Come on in and start stretching. We’ve got work to do.” I blink, realizing I’ve been standing there like a deer caught in headlights. Gathering my composure, I step into the gym and begin to stretch over on a mat. “So,” Karl says as he approaches, “are you ready for your first day of training?” “Sort of,” I say with a slight chuckle. “It’s been a while. Honestly, I can’t even remember the las