by Trev Anderson » Sun Apr 14, 2013 8:13 pm
That caught Trev's attention. He looked startled for a second, then smiled and waved, and...well...stared. His foot wandered a bit to close to the edge of the belt and he stumbled, nearly falling, before catching himself on the handlebars and yanking out the safety stop.
All things considered, he didn't look as stupid as he could have had he gone flying off the machine. He popped back up from his half crouch and yanked out his earbuds, face bright red. From the workout of course.
"Bonjour, Mademoiselle," he said, his French slightly less painfully bad.