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over my shoulder.
    Turning around, I see a leggy blonde bombshell, with perfectly bleached hair, tanned skin, and manicured nails. Cloaked in a short designer gray dress and a pair of stiletto heels, she looks like what Liz aspires to be.
    Stop giving me that look. Of course, I haven’t slept with her. I don’t even fucking know her. New city, remember? What do you mean you wouldn’t be surprised if I had? Where’s the love here?
    “Lacey Green, but everyone calls me LC.” She extends her free hand for me to shake. “I’m one of Jake’s assistants, but more importantly now I’m yours.”
    Anyone else got a bad feeling about this? Is that just fucking indigestion? Had the weirdest breakfast tacos this morning. Who the fuck puts cranberries in a breakfast taco?
    “There’re four of us total. One for every fighter he represents, and one he keeps for himself. Consider me your personal everything.” The last word falls off her tongue very slowly, which is surprising considering how fast the rest of the words rushed out.
    Don’t say it. Don’t even fucking think it. I’m not gonna cheat on Maxx. Fuck, can a guy get a little credit please?
    Skeptical, I nod while shaking her hand. “Kellar.”
    “Logan.”
    Immediately after the handshake is over I correct her. “ You can call me Kellar. Or Unbreakable. Your choice.”
    Her green eyes twinkle like she sees a challenge in me.
    I would know. I’ve had that look.
    “Kellar it is then. For now, anyway.” Checking her phone, she smiles brightly. “Now that your session with Dominic is over, we’re going to swing by and grab you an after workout shake before heading to your massage appointment. Follow me, please.”
    Confused, I do as she instructs and wrap the towel around the back of my neck. “What do you mean massage appointment?”
    “For your muscles. It comes after a small sit in the sauna. One of the many things Jake has done for his fighters. Very unique, quiet spa. Almost no cameras or chances to be found by the paparazzi.”
    “Why would—”
    “You’re going to be a big deal, Kellar. Hell, you’re actually a pretty big deal right now. You already have an amazing following, and the press wants to bite at you already. It’s insane! I’ve never seen anything like it. Besides the fact you look like a male model on steroids, I now see exactly why Jake had to have you. Anyway, you’ll thank Jake for all the precautions he takes later. Left.” She points directing us to get on a set of elevators. “Let me give you a quick rundown of what to expect, shall I?”
    Am I the only one here who’s wondering if she even breathes between fucking sentences?
    Without waiting for a response she continues, the sound of her heels now echoing through the parking garage. “I will be relocating you from the hotel to your new one bedroom apartment that is ready. Lucky for you, it is within walking distance of the gym as well as a few minor hot spots in the city. If you ever need assistance, whether it be driving you to the bank or taking you to the strip club, do not hesitate to call.”
    Strip joint? Well, now that she mentioned it…oh come on. It’s gonna get lonely. What? You don’t find that funny? Not even a little? You’re losing your sense of humor, you know that?
    “Eventually, we’ll have your vehicle transported here or you can buy a new one or rent one, but, in the meantime, consider me your personal everything…” The word lingers around again.
    Shoving my hands in my gym shorts, I sigh, “You mentioned that already.”
    She gives me a quick look before sliding the sunglasses, which are in her hair, down over her eyes. “You are on a two-a-day schedule right now. Early morning sessions with Dominic followed by your private massage with Ashley, a small pre-planned lunch, two hours of down time, and then an afternoon session with Kristoffer. Spelled with a K and two fs, not be confused with his cousin Christopher spelled with a C and a ph.”
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