"Right, are you ready?" I ask looking up into his rather sparkly blue eyes. His square jaw line expands width wise with his gorgeous smile. I notice how pale his lips are. I realise I'm still looking at him when he says, "You okay, Wanda?"
"Yes, yes of course, let's get going shall we?"
I have planned a circuit that works his entire body and feel relieved when I notice how much he's sweating. We finish off with some yoga.
"That was a great workout! I feel cream crackered actually." He bends over placing his hands on his knees.
"So, what time does filming start?" I ask.
"Seven. I need to go get some food. You want to come?"
"Yes I'll check what you're eating." We pack my trolley and head off to the breakfast truck. I advise him on great choices for breakfast after a workout.
"You picked exactly the same as my other trainer. Do you guys have some form of telepathy going on?"
"Of course we do – it's called good nutrition!" I feel so much more confident telling people what to eat now that I look like I take my own advice.
We book his next session for Saturday and I leave him to head back to the gym.
I arrive back at Move Makers and bump into Kristen "Hi Wanda how did your training go with that Scottish guy?""Great, he's already really fit but I need to bring him here to workout in the bag room."
"Is he making an action film?"
"Apparently it's a remake of Brigadoon."
"Wasn't that filmed in Scotland like a hundred years ago? And wasn't it a musical?"
"No, actually it was made here in LA and the lead actor was American."
"Doesn't exactly sound like a block buster does it?" she says as we enter the juice bar and cafe.
"Well they are billing it as the next big thing and Ethan Caldwell as the next big movie star."
"What's he like? Did you both talk about England and Scotland and stuff?"
I look up at her and laugh as we grab a protein shake each and sit down next to Rolo who is secretly munching a muffin.
"Rolo! You promised me you would stick to your diet," Kristen shouts. Everyone in the cafe turns to look at us and Rolo places his half eaten chocolate muffin onto his plate.
"Oh dear, you've been busted, Rolo." I sit down next to him and squeeze his arm. That muffin does look good.
Kristen stops to say hello to another client then moves over to where we are sitting. She looks at Rolo and lifts her shoulders to her ears. "What am I going to do with you?"
"I thought you were taking a bootcamp class this morning?" he offers as an excuse.
I try not to laugh and bite my lip as her face shows sheer horror.
"So guys," I say, looking at them both in an attempt to change the subject. "I was thinking of making time to go out this week. Anyone up for it?"
Kristen holds her hands up, "I know, we could go to Sushimo tonight and have cocktails."
Hoo bloody rah! I haven't touched any alcohol since I got here. I've been too scared to. Nobody else seems to drink. Sometimes when I call Jared and Meg back home, they tell me about their night of cocktails and karaoke at Povkas Bar. I miss them loads.
"Great idea, count me in." I raise my protein shake to chinks glasses but Kristen and Rolo just look at me. Oh well.
Back in the gym I'm helping one of our receptionists, Taylor, with some gym paperwork and discussing my last session with Ethan when I notice Alison, the journalist, heading our way.
"Hi Wanda, could you possibly help me with one of the machines in the gym, I can't seem to get the hang of it?" she asks.
"Yes of course," I reply. Although I'm a little suspicious as apparently she has been coming here for two years. She probably knows the machine better than I do. "What is it you need help with?"
She steers me over to the hack squat machine. "Now, what position should my feet be in on this plate?"
I climb on the machine, rest the pads on my shoulders and show her where her feet should be. Alison nods.
"Great thanks. Have you trained Ethan Caldwell yet?"
"Yes."
"So what's he like? I have the official press release on the new face in town but it's a bit sketchy. Thought you might have a better insight," she says with a pleading look on her face.
"Not really, I've only met him a couple of times and we were busy working out." That sounds evasive enough without being rude.
"Don't you have a chat afterwards?"
"Yes we do actually."
Alison's face lights up and she moves closer. "Well, what do you talk about? I mean does he have a girlfriend, does he live here or in Scotland and is he straight?"
"We talk about nutrition."
"Nutrition?"
"Yep, that's kind of why he's paying me."
"But why hasn't he been in any other films except unknown British plays. I mean who is he? "
"Don't you people usually ask his manager for his profile or something?"
"Yes but those things just tell you his resume. I like to let my readers know the man behind the face."
"I thought that's what interviews were for."
"I've not managed to pin him down to a day yet. I want to get in first with just a bit of background before the interview. I mean where has he been hiding all this time?"
"So basically you want the dirt on him?"
"Yes, No! I just want something interesting to tell my readers, like how was his childhood growing up in Scotland, has he had his heart broken and is there anything going on between him and Lena Hayworth?"
"Who's Lena Hayworth?"
Alison tilts her head and laughs. "Ethan's leading lady of course. She's the love interest."
"Oh ... Lena ... yes of course. I haven't met her yet," I manage as a wee stab of jealousy hits me in the stomach.
"Oh well, I'll find something, I always do," Alison says as she walks away from the machine she just asked me about.
I can't believe I didn't know about Lena Hayworth. Ethan has never mentioned her. Maybe because she's of no interest to him – although I'm betting it's not because she's short, fat and hairy!