Page 68 of B-Mine

I just found out.

Brodie: ?

His sweatpants

Ronin: Explain

He loaned me some of his clothes.

Brodie: Did you enjoy wearing them?

Iain: No comment

Faise: His “Proudly Philly” sweatpants?

You’ve seen them?

Faise: Sure, sometimes we train together.

Doing what?

It better not be jiujitsu. I didn’t want Dawson wrapping his body around anyone but me.

And that line of thought was scarier than this group thread.

Faise: Judo. He’s a great teacher.

Ronin: Agreed

Wait, he trains both of you?

Brodie: Me too. Van likes to watch.

WTF? How did I not know this?

Faise: After you got assaulted in NOLA, I thought it would be a good idea to learn self-defense. He’s awesome.

He’s not grappling with you, is he?

Ronin: No, boo. There’s no naked wrestling involved. That’s just you.

There’s nothing going on!

Brodie: Yeah, just flirting, sleeping together, and calling you sweetheart. Nothing, haha.

He had the chance to kiss me, and he didn’t take it.

Faise: Maybe he’s waiting for you to make the first move. I mean, given your reputation and his job, he’s risking a lot.

So, who’s excited for the first show tonight?

Brodie: Don’t change the subject.

See you guys in an hour

I placed my phone aside and shook off that whole alarming convo.

Shoving that discussion far, far away, I changed into my usual outfit of jeans, a T-shirt, and my leather jacket, but added a scarf and my sunglasses. Throwing on my favorite cowboy boots, I was ready to go. I grabbed my wallet and phone and texted Dawson to let him know I was set.

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