It had been about a week since John last saw Selene in the gym or in the neighborhood. He had kept to his usual schedule of morning lifts at the gym, errands throughout the week, and relaxing on the weekend. He wasn’t so tied into the neighborhood where he would be invited anywhere, but there also wasn’t anywhere to be. He liked the quiet, but the quiet allowed his mind to wander. Friday morning John got to Iron Training...

He woke up convinced it hadn't actually happened. Not because it felt unreal, more because things like that didn't just happen. Not to him, and most certainly not the same day he met his new neighbor three doors down from his new house. He stared at the ceiling and let it come back to him piece by piece. The bonfire. The walk across the street. The patio. And then Selene on her knees, looking up at him like she had all th...

You can tell a lot about someone by how they move through a gym before the rest of the world has started. At 7:30 on a Tuesday morning, the gym has patrons, but no one is going about their workouts for vanity purposes. Just people showing up for themselves before anyone needs something from them. John had found his groove at Iron Training within his first week on Waverly Lane. It wasn't the closest gym to his new house, a...