Execution (Off Balance 2)

Walking over to the bed, I reached for my phone beneath the rumpled sheets and quickly shot Kova a text message. I'd been a bitch for no reason earlier and needed to make amends.

Me: I'm sorry.

His response was immediate.

Coach: For…?

Me: You were right, I lost a good amount of weight. I'm staring at myself…

I chewed my lip, debating whether I should tell him I wasn’t wearing anything, then thought screw it.

Me: …naked in front of a mirror.

The corner of my lips curved as I stared at my phone, waiting. I felt like being promiscuous. Let him imagine me naked. I wanted him to.

Coach: How much weight?

He didn’t make me wait long.

Me: I didn't weigh myself. I can just tell by looking.

Coach: Please go weigh yourself for me or I will weigh you tomorrow when you come in.

I stepped onto the scale and sent him a photo, making sure my lean legs were in it.

Me: I lost twelve pounds.

Coach: This does not please me. It leaves me very concerned. You should not be dropping weight this fast, Ria. I want you to see a physician.

I pursed my lips together. I could hear the devil whispering in my ear as I typed out my reply.

Me: Nothing pleases you.

Coach: You know very well that is not true.

My brows shot up in part disbelief, part glee. I was a little more surprised he took the bait, though I wasn't sure why since I knowingly triggered him.

Me: It is.

Me: You're never happy or satisfied.

Anticipation flowed through me, butterflies swirled in my stomach as I stood in front of the mirror clutching my cell phone eagerly to see where this conversation would lead. Turning around, I took a photo of the stance I was in earlier, and my phone chimed with his reply.

Coach: You know I have been satisfied plenty before…

I blinked, then blinked again.

My heart was fucking racing a mile a minute. He was going there. Kova was totally going there, and I didn't know what to say or how to act because I didn't actually think it would happen.

Taking a gamble, I sent him the photo I just took.

Then he shocked me even more. He replied with a picture of me…sleeping.

Coach: Ria, your weight does not displease me when you look like this.

My breath hitched in my throat. I stared in awe before tapping on the image to zoom in. I lay curled on my side with my loose shirt hanging low to reveal a sinuous curve of my breasts, just enough to hide my nipples. Crescent moon eyelashes lay thick against my makeup free cheeks, my supple lips slightly parted. I looked flawless, and dare I say, sensual, rousing, even…erotic.

My fingers twitched to send a reply, but I was rendered speechless. I didn't know how to respond. So many thoughts crossed my mind. I wasn’t bothered Kova had taken photos of me, I had photos of him, but I worried what kind of complications it could create if his phone ended up in the wrong hands with these kinds of images. They weren't pictures of two friends smiling from ear to ear. It was bad enough we’ve had sex, but this crossed another line completely. One neither of us could dodge.