125 Ready?

Zara replied, "Okay" and observed him.

It was hard for her to focus on his actions and not on his perfect physique. She kept looking at the way his hands moved, the blue veins prominent on his fair skin and the muscles that looked yummy enough to eat.

Maybe, being born with demon blood made you extra special.

Zara shook her head to clear her thoughts, this wasn't a time to think of him as a crush, for now he was her trainer and she had to focus on learning to fight.

Ryan waved his hand in the air, "Where are you lost?"

Zara blinked. 

Blink, blink, blink. 

"Huh?"

She followed him as he began stretching his hands, moving them clockwise and anti-clockwise, repeating the same with his legs and neck.

They repeated this for 10 minutes before Ryan stopped and assumed a relaxed position.

"Now, did you practice yesterday?" Ryan asked her as he walked towards the large wooden cupboard and retrieved a ruler from it.