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Chapter 22

Lance was mistaken if he thought for one second, I would forget about his comment or go easy on him. Going easy on him had never been in the cards, and I knew he would be royally pissed if he thought for one second that was what was going on. He had sidled up to me shortly after breakfast reminding me to meet him mid-afternoon so he could “hand my ass to me.” I had rolled my eyes and uttered a yeah right as I stalked off laughing. Lance had never once put me on my ass, and despite the obvious physical improvements he had made I highly doubted that would change anything. Sure, he had gained more muscle and leaned out a lot but that did not necessarily equate with skill and speed, and I knew those were two areas I had always excelled at. Lance while skilled had never mastered speed, at least not the last time we sparred.

Hands in his cargo shorts pockets he

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