And now it’s Everett and Apryl’s turn!
This is the last Glimpse at the couples in my Love is Cure, Vol. 1 – Vices & Virtues series, but soon there will be more!
Everett and Apryl are a favorite of mine. My two alphas, who are super soft for each other. If you haven’t met Everett & Apryl yet, you must ☺️. I’ll leave a link here for you to read about them in their story Gluttony, book five in the series.
For now, let’s see what they’ve been up to 🥰.
Enjoy!
Everett & Apryl
…. Everett swaggered through MK’s Sports Lounge and Gym, greeting gym members who shouted his name from gym equipment they occupied or waved at him as they passed him by.
He’d arrived at the gym an hour earlier than his appointment time, too impatient to wait any longer.
Snow covered New York City from the art déco roofs of skyscrapers to the unpatched potholes in the blacktop roads. The inches of snow that fell that week were nothing too eventful compared to snowfall past. Nevertheless, the day was one that called for cozying up on the couch, sipping something hot while streaming something nostalgic.
Definitely not working out in somebody’s gym.
And yet, Everett was at the gym, an hour before his appointment, excited, and more than ready to put his exciting plans for his future in motion.
He climbed the iron steps that led up to the gym’s weight room, as advised by Michelle at the front desk.
The weight room offered a 180° panoramic view of the New York City skyline through a floor to ceiling wall window that made members feel like they were sitting on top of the world.
The music wasn’t as loud in the weight room the way it was on the lower level of the gym, allowing for a calmer atmosphere. Instead of the heart pumping bass in a track or buzz of conversation, there were only the tiny collisions of metal plates slamming together or someone returning a dumbbell to the weight tower to fill the sound space.
Organized around the room were the tools of the trade. Lat pull-down machines on one end, abduction machines on the other. Medicine balls everywhere but nowhere in the way. All Everett could see was Apryl, though, as his eyes zeroed in on her.
Her ass specifically.
He could point that thing out in a lineup with one eye closed. That’s how familiar he’s become acquainted with his girlfriend’s backside.
Truth be told, that ass was the reason he arrived at MK Sports Lounge and Gym an hour before his scheduled appointment. He knew Apryl hated tardiness, but he was not on time because of that.
Two members recognized him as soon as he stepped in, and like everyone downstairs, they either waved or smiled at him, showing all of their teeth.
Everett greeted them quietly, then placed his index finger over his lips, signaling for them to keep his arrival a secret.
Apryl was on the leg curl machine, inches in front of the corner window with one of his favorite parts of her perked up high and pointing in his direction.
Yes. That ass.
He licked his lips as he closed the distance between himself and it. Everett watched as the muscles in his girlfriend’s calves flexed and contracted as she lifted and lowered the leather leg developer with equal control and resistance.
Unable to resist, when he was close, Everett laid a warm hand against Apryl’s backside, caressing then gliding his palm up her curves and toward her lower back.
His erotic touch made her smile, which he noticed as he stood over her. But she didn’t stop her rep.
“Really?” He asked, lowering into a squat in front of her. “Not even a flinch?”
Apryl giggled.
Sweat sheened her face, giving her an enticing glow. Even though she was chest down on the equipment’s foam upholstery, he could still tell sweat gathered in her sports bra between her cleavage based on the shine between the valley of her breasts.
And even that was a turn on.
Everything was a turn on for Everett regarding Apryl. Especially these days. Plus, he hadn’t seen her in a week, so the absence amplified his attraction.
That man was hungry.
“Random men touch your ass like that often while you workout in here?”
“Of course not.”
“Then why me doing so didn’t make you pause?”
“I saw your reflection in the window’s glass when you walked in,” she revealed through breaths, gesturing at the floor-to-ceiling window behind him. “So I already saw you coming.”
“Oh, word?” He licked his lips, eyes going to work as she continued to complete her reps. “I wanna see you coming.”
She scoffed a laugh.
“When can I see that?” He bit his bottom lip. “Before or after my session?”
“Someone’s horny.”
“Oh, baby.” He ran a hand down his beard. “You have no idea.”
Apryl pushed up off the machine, standing to her feet. She grabbed a nearby towel to clean her face, then used the towel to playfully hit Everett.
He studied her as she dragged the cotton cloth down her glistening arms, drying her toned biceps and sending her boyfriend’s thoughts to places that would make a porn star blush.
“Would you stop looking at me like that in here?”
He smirked. “Like what?”
“Like that.”
“Like you’re my next meal?”
Apryl nodded. “Yes.”
“I can’t stop, then.” He smirked, standing to his feet. “Because you’re my next meal, baby.”
She hollered a laugh, which made him chuckle in response.
She punched his chest playfully. “You arrive here an hour before your session only to interrupt the only workout I can get in today.”
Everett approached. “It ain’t the only workout you can get. I guarantee you that.”
She tossed her head back in a laugh, coiling her arms around the back of his neck. “What am I going to do with you?”
Apryl liked to keep business and pleasure separate at MK, but Everett always made that so hard since they’ve made things official.
“You’ve been busy.” He nodded. “I get it. Miami last week, Cali, the week before that. But your man misses you. Can you really blame me for that?”
“Not one bit.” She balanced herself on the arches of her sneakers to lift her lips to his. “And I miss you too. But you’re early.”
“Because I couldn’t wait to see you.” Everett’s hands were snaking down her lower back to palm her ass. She wiggled free of him before he could grab a handful.
“Stay there,” she said, pointing at him as she returned to the machine to pick up her water bottle off the floor beside it.
Everett laughed to himself. “Apryl, I miss you, woman. And I’m damn near starving, if you know what I mean.”
“And I got you. Later.” She winked. “I apologize for making you wait.”
Everett licked his lips.
“I promise I’m all yours, starting after your session,” she said. “Every part of me. And I promise to make more time for us.”
“I have a better idea.” Everett slid his hand into his back pocket and closed the distance between them.
He’s had the idea for weeks. When he wasn’t working in his boxing studio or spending time at the rec center in Brooklyn teaching the neighborhood children how to swim, he’s been house hunting.
He pulled up one of the online listings for a place he checked out in person a few weeks ago. He’s been attending open houses without Apryl’s knowledge because he had a plan.
Apryl took the phone out of his hand and examined the photo on the screen.
“A penthouse.” She made a shrugging expression, using the sides of her mouth. “This is beautiful.”
“And literally on an avenue that is between both of our homes.”
She peeked up at Everett with furrowed brows.
“Double height ceilings, marble countertops, private interior elevator—”
She sighed. “Are we having this talk again?”
He nodded. “We’re having this talk again.”
Apryl rolled her eyes.
Before she could start up about how she had her own house and… you know the rest, Everett wrapped his brawny arm around her waist and pulled her to him.
“I want to move in with you.”
“Everett—”
“And I know you have your townhouse, and I know you’ve made it more than a house. It’s your home, but please don’t punish me for wanting more with my lady. Don’t do that.”
She tried to fight back her smile, but that was a losing battle with Everett.
He tightened his hug around her waist and used his hold on her to bring himself closer. Everett nuzzled his nose into the space between her neck and collarbone, not caring who saw him become like a gooey marshmallow against her.
He kissed his way from her neck to her ear.
“I love going to sleep with you,” he said into her ear, hearing her moan. “Seeing your beautiful face first thing in the morning.”
“Aww, baby,” she whispered. She wrapped her arms around the back of his neck and leaned back a little to meet his eyes.
“And I’m not saying you need to give up your townhouse, Ms. Wilde.” He smirked. “I just want us to have something together. Because I fully intend to make Ms. Wilde, Mrs. Peters very soon and living in the same home is a must and is a nonnegotiable thing for me.”
Apryl’s brows arched. “Very soon?”
“Extremely soon.” He winked, pulling away. “I’m starting today’s session on the treadmill, right?”
She kissed her teeth, pulling him back to her. “Oh, uh-uh. You can’t just switch back to business after saying that!”
Everett chuckled, wrapping one arm around her waist and taking her face by the chin into his hand.
The two of them held their gazes, completely forgetting there were gym members peppered about the space, albeit minding their business, but still there.
“Yes, to the penthouse,” she said with a smile. “Or whatever other place we can decide on.”
Everett smiled even bigger. “Yeah?”
She nodded. “Mm-hmm.”
He leaned in close to peck her lips. “You just made my day. As always.”
“A moment ago,” she started, “Was that your proposal?”
Everett shook his head and held her tighter. “I would never propose in such a mediocre way to a woman as amazing as you.”
Apryl blushed, her cheeks taking on a golden glow. “I like pear-shaped diamonds.”
“And a platinum setting with shimmering pave diamonds.” Everett nodded. “I’m aware. I also know your ring size is a 6.”
Her jaw slacked. “You measured my finger.”
Everett winked. “Weeks ago, while you were sleeping.”
Apryl bit the bottom of her lip, her smile impossible to contain. “The answer will be yes.”
“Oh, baby, I know that too.” He grinned. “But let’s make that yes a moment we’ll tell our kids about and they’ll love to hear the story every time.”
“I love you.”
“I love you,” Everett said back. “How many minutes on the treadmill?”
“Fifteen.”
He leaned in and whispered in her ear. “And how many reps for my tongue later?
Apryl tossed her head back in a laugh ….