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Dad? Did he just say dad?

I plaster a smile on my face and hold my hand out "Pleasure to meet you, sir"

"Call me Rich, everyone does" He winks at me and I immediately see the family resemblance

"Please, call me Jules Everyone does, except your stubborn son"

A look passes between Rich and Nate that I don’t understand, but Rich quickly recovers and grins at his son "She’s got you pegged, son What are you two going to do?"

"I’ to kick his ass," I reply before Nate can speak and both uess she’s going to kick my ass, dad"

"Good luck with that" Rich winks atto yell out orders to the fighters

"You could have warnedyour father," I s the with his own

"Yeah, but then you wouldn’t have come" He turns to ht And I’ive him one

Maybe it’s all the testosterone I’m surrounded by

"I don’t do ith half-truths, Nate"

"Look, I’m sorry I wanted to be here with you today It’ll be fun My dad owns the place, he was ht, so of course this is where I work out" He shrugs and looks around the gy the view "Where do you want to start?" I ask

"You still want to work out?"

"Yes, we’re here Let’s go"

"Okay, let’s warrins and leadsme a jump rope

Should I mention to him that my brother Will used to make me train with him for football season?

No

Nate sets his watch ti the for with ease I’ when the two I keep a bored, bland look on my face

"Next?" I ask

"You’ve done this before," heand drop the rope on the mat "What’s next, ace?"