Post-workout conversation

It was a hot summer day when Max and Lena met in front of the gym. The sun was burning and the air was filled with the energy of training. Max, a sporty guy with broad shoulders and a mischievous smile, had gotten to know Lena better during the last few months of regular training. Lena, with her long blond hair, bright green eyes and a healthy, athletic figure, was the perfect combination of strength and grace. “How about a post-workout smoothie?” , Max asked with a smile and his eyes sparkled with curiosity. Lena could feel her heart beating faster. She wasn't sure whether it was just the effort of training or the exciting thoughts about Max that sent shivers down her spine. “Sure, I'm in!” , she replied as she tried to sort out her thoughts. They went to a small café nearby together and sat close together, the world around them fading away. The attraction between them was palpable. Max talked about the last training sessions, and Lena listened with fascination. He leaned a little closer to her, which made her move involuntarily and sent a warm shiver across her body. She suddenly felt his hand on her thigh, a soft touch that sharpened all her senses. Her eyes met and she knew they were at a turning point. He moved closer to her as his breath flattened and a spark shot up between them. “Lena, may I...?” His sentence faded away as they bridged the last gap between them and their lips almost touched. Their hearts were beating in unison while the world around them no longer mattered. The cool taste of caramel syrup lingered in the air, while the attraction became an insurmountable barrier. The sound of a cup falling made her freeze as the moment broke off. The waiter was back, had dropped something and pushed past them embarrassed. The opportunity had slipped away, but the tension was inevitable, they had already taken the first step and they both knew it was just the beginning.