Mar 22, 2010 00:58
Spectre is home and safe and THANK GOD. Means I can start breathing again.
One of my fellow personal trainers has been dropping not-so-subtle comments at work about me being easy on the eyes and today he gave me his number and said he hoped I forgive him for skulking around and being too nervous to do it before now.
To call or not to call? I mean, he's seriously gorgeous and has these abs to die for but... well, the fact that we work together is sort of a complication there.