I stood up so fast I nearly fell over. “The bet. Remember?”
“Stopping you from getting an infection. Sit still.”
“In your dreams, boxer.”
Tonight, we were on his bed— our bed now, since we’d finally pushed the two mattresses together. His arm was around me, my head on his chest, a stack of case briefs forgotten on the floor.
The breaking point came on day twenty-four. beg for it wattpad
He’d quit the underground circuit. Said he was tired of being someone’s entertainment. Now he trained kids at a community gym—the same one he’d gone to as a foster kid with nothing but anger and a pair of borrowed gloves.
I took his hand.
“Wipe that look off,” he grumbled.