A Forced Apology

Cora.

It was the next morning. Enzo and I were at the Bastion, in the large gym that seemed to contain all workout equipment in the world. I hung around him as he moved from one equipment to another. He looked insanely hot in his shorts and tanktop. I suppressed the urge to trace my hand down his sweaty biceps. The underdogs kept throwing suspicious glances our way, but I didn't mind. I was on clo