"No, I asked for it to empty for a few hours or everyone would want to talk to you." He says.

"Did you ask them nicely? Did you say please?" I inquire with a chuckle and he doesn't answer me but I see the small smile he tries to hide.

"Right smartass, we will start with stretches and then I want you to run on the treadmill for thirty minutes.” he tells me.

“You’re joking right?” I ask and he puts his hands on his hips as he glares at me.

“We will do hand to hand combat when you’re in shape." He states.

“I am in shape!” I tell him.

“I can see that,” he looks down my body; surprisingly it didn’t sound like an insult. More like a fact he is aware of but doesn’t want to be. Or he could just be a jackass, who knows?

"Fine, let’s get this over with," I mutter, knowing there isn't much point to fighting him on this.

Half an hour later, I practically fall off the treadmill which he set to super-fast speed, to piss me off. I'm sure of it and walk over to a happy looking Jaxson who is lifting some weights. Each weight looks the size of me, and it’s a little concerning how turned on I am at the sight of his straining muscles. I didn’t see him before when I was running because he was behind me.

"Does my suffering make you happy?" I ask and he laughs. I'm a little caught off guard at how sexy he sounds when he laughing.

"No lass, but we will be doing this three times a week and I thought thirty minutes instead of a normal hour, was me being nice." He is still laughing at me as he speaks.

"Fuck you," I say slowly, crossing my arms and he laughs more. He coaxes me over the mat by waggling a finger at me.

"Well you apparently know the basics, so I'm just going to attack you and you try to stop me." He shrugs.

"Right, that's not fair, your shifter stuff makes you a hell of a lot stronger than me." I point out but I still lower myself into a defensive position as he smirks at me.

"I will go easy lass," he chuckles like this is all a joke to him and then before I can blink he is front of me. It takes him less than a second to knock my legs from under me and all my previous training flies out the window. I blink for a few seconds feeling my ass hurt from that landing and glare up at him.

"Come on lass, you’re better than that." He taunts me.