Matt: Was that supposed to be an insult?
Matt: I’ve had more than you
Cole: Says the man being tortured by his coach for fucking someone he shouldn’t have touched
Matt: Have you seen Bianco’s daughter?
Liam: Who is it?
Matt: Penelope Bianco
Cole: Wasn’t she in Sports Illustrated last month?
Matt: She was
Cole: Was she worth the torture?
Matt: A gentleman never tells…
Matt: But yeah
Cole: Bahahahahaha
CHAPTER 34
COLE
“I can’t believeyou’re still making me wear those skates,” I grumble as we jog down the river walkway after an early morning session on the ice.
Though my thighs genuinely ache, I cut her a look to measure her reaction.
“You haven’t managed to commit to either a camel, upright, or sit spin in figure skating skates yet, so why would I let you switch?”
I release a relieved breath.
The figure skating skates are fucking hard to work in, don’t get me wrong, but I’m not as bad as she thinks I am.
Hey, this is the only way she’ll take any money from me—I can be creative when I need to be.
The trick is not being so bad my act is unbelievable.
Honestly, sucking takes skill.
“You said you’d get me doing that by week two,” I half-taunt.
“I underestimated your balance issues.”
I sniff. “Issue. Single.”
“Issues. Plural.”
“Oneissue.”
“Nope,” she mutters.
I grunt at her as I speed up, which is a dick move, but I know she’ll match my pace.
She does but she’s starting to pant.