Chapter 50 The Personal Trainer💦 1 No Excuses

• “You’re late,” Jax said, his deep voice echoing slightly in the empty gym as Ruth stepped through the door.
• She froze for a second, her gym bag still hanging from her shoulder. “I’m so sorry. The traffic was terrible and I got stuck behind this accident…”
• “Traffic,” he interrupted, crossing his massive arms over his broad chest. The black tank top he wore looked like it was fighting to contain his muscles. “I’ve heard every excuse there is, Ruth. You here to waste my time, or do you actually want to change?”