Chapter One Hundred and Thirty Two

Sienna

"Come on, at least try to hit me." I rolled my eyes at Vincent who stood in front of me. I looked down at my wrapped hands and at Vincent who wore sweats.

"No, Sienna," Eric said sternly as he continued to run on the treadmill.

I shook my head and proceeded to throw punches at Vincent. Eric said I could only do so if Vincent didn't lift a finger towards me. I thought that was extremely unnecessary because I could have Vincent down before he could even lay a hand on me. His form was heavy and his punches were weak as fuck.

After I punched the air, missing Vincent, I placed my hands on my hips. "I am bored," I stated as I walked over to a chair and took a seat.

Vincent headed off to probably have a shower and change. He was no Gabriel. Almost three months had passed and it had been difficult.

I took a swig from a water bottle and looked at Eric's ass while he continued to work up a sweat. I could think of other ways to work up a sweat but he never wanted to.

It was very hard o