The Gym, Late Monday Morning

[izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com]

Sleeping in was nice. Especially on such a cold morning. But as much as she'd like to spend the day as a couch potato watching the Olympics, she needs to get some exercise done. Bundled up in her sweats, iPod in hand, she headed to the Gym.

Once there, she stretched out a bit and then hit the trainer.



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[mparkerceo.livejournal.com]

He *really* should have remembered why she offered to spar with him in the first place. Parker shook her head. "Cam-boy, when I want to kiss you, you'll know it--"

She kept her guard up, knocked his arm up and outward, and then sent a punch sailing for his gut.

"--but not today, Huggy Boy."

[cameronmitchell.livejournal.com]

"Umph," Cameron was pushed back and somehow ended up falling right on his ass. "Duly noted, Parkie." He grimaced a bit. "Want a victory hug?"

[mparkerceo.livejournal.com]

She laughed. "Why don't we just tap gloves? I don't want to get my spine crushed in retaliation." Parker patted his hand with hers, then said, "Seriously, you're getting better. And the flirting doesn't hurt for a distraction. As I happen to know."

[cameronmitchell.livejournal.com]

"Where do you think I learned it?" Cameron got to his feet. "Thanks."

[mparkerceo.livejournal.com]

"Thank you. It's been to long. And after you're fully recovered, we'll really hit the mats." Parker winked at him and gave him a grin before shedding the equipment. "See you later, though."

[cameronmitchell.livejournal.com]

"I'll keep you that," Cameron smirked and stripped off the gear, kinda grateful he was still in one piece for tonight. "Bye, Parkie!"