Best Friend's Ex Box Set

"Being fit is an important part of who I am," he said. "Healthy body, healthy mind. And discipline when it comes to taking care of your physical health means discipline in all other areas of your life, too – and discipline is what's needed to succeed."

"I suppose I agree with that," I said. "Why else would I go to yoga classes three times a week? It's not as grueling as your seven miles every morning sounds, but it does wonders for my mind and body."

A mischievous smirk turned up one side of his mouth. "I suppose I would agree with that. You seem pretty sound of mind, too,” he added with a wink. “Perhaps we can work out together sometime. I wouldn't mind trying some of that yoga stuff, and maybe you can come run with me one day."

It was a good save since the conversation was clearly headed for the gutter if he hadn’t turned it to running.

"I haven’t been running in years. Where do you usually run?" I asked, trying to focus on changing the subject and not the idea of naked yoga with the beautiful specimen sitting across from me.

He laughed. "Well, usually in my house. So, might get kind of tricky if you tried to run with me on the treadmill. But we could go for a run around the neighborhood sometime."

"I would like that," I replied with a smile. "I'd like that very much, in fact."

Before we could continue, the waitress interrupted us.

"Anything else for you guys?"

"Just the check please," answered Everett.

"So, what are your plans for getting some rest?" I asked.

"Not sure," he replied. “Resting isn’t really my strong suit.

"Would you like to come over to my place, maybe watch some Netflix and relax on the sofa? It would do you good, I think."

He smiled. "Yes, I think it would actually do me a lot of good."

***

"What do you feel like watching?" I asked as I turned on the TV.

"Too much to ask for you to just walk back and forth?” he joked.

“Cute. But today is my rest day too. Nice try, though. So…preferences?”

“Oh, I don't know. Maybe a movie before I head back to the hospital? What's on here?"

"Pretty much whatever you want to watch. Do you seriously not have Netflix? What kind of American are you?” I teased.

“The kind who watches Disney more than Netflix,” he smiled.

“Well, before your Disney days, what sorta movies were you into?"

"Light-hearted stuff," he replied with a smile. "Life's too heavy as it is to watch serious stuff when you're trying to relax."

"Agreed. You like comedies?"

"Sure, comedies are my favorite! Who doesn't like laughing?" he asked.

I chuckled. "Any specific comedies in mind?"

"I'm a big fan of The Hangover movies," he replied with a grin.

"Why? Wait. Let me guess. Because they are based on your life experiences?" I shot an insinuating grin at him. I was enjoying the playful banter. It was nice to see that he had a humorous side to him, despite all of the seriousness that accompanied his character.

"Never! I’m a father, remember? Hell, I've never had a drop to drink in my life," he replied with a wink. “That’s my story, and I’m stickin’ to it.”

"Yeah, yeah. Let's see what's on before you say something that sends lightning down to strike you," I said, easing myself back into the couch, and subtly shifting closer to him.