Total pages in book: 77
Estimated words: 71246 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 356(@200wpm)___ 285(@250wpm)___ 237(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 71246 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 356(@200wpm)___ 285(@250wpm)___ 237(@300wpm)
Roman chuckles. “About as good as me telling Sophie she can’t do something.”
I shrug off what they’re saying, their personal lives are none of my business.
Outside of going to the bar a couple of times or working here at the gym, I don’t usually hang out with them.
“Yeah, so I’m going to go over to the campus and see if I can hunt the fucker down.”
Roman’s gaze turns serious. “Don’t kill him, he’s just a college kid, and I don’t want to deal with that shit right now.”
He runs a hand over his buzz cut head. Roman must be joking, though it’s hard to see it as a joke with the serious, I’ll-kill-you-myself look on his face.
“Luke, if this guy is giving your wife a problem, I can help.” I crumple the plastic bottle in my hand and cross the ring.
“In what way is that because my fists can probably do the same thing yours can? Maybe a little better judging by the way your face looks,” Luke taunts.
I grin because I can’t fucking help it. “Shut up, asshole. I know people, people like the dean. He’s my brother. I can talk to him, get the guy suspended, or at the very least talked to. Maybe then he’ll leave her alone?”
Luke’s a big guy and reminds me of someone who could easily be a hitman. He’s got this stealth about him. You never see him coming even though it’s like a mountain is shadowing you.
“That’s probably a better idea,” Roman interjects. “Look at you, saving the day, Lex.” He slaps a hand on my shoulder and gives it a firm squeeze.
“I’m no savior, just trying to help a brother out. You guys have done a lot for me, and asking my brother for a favor is no problem at all.”
“When do you want to do this?” Luke asks, just as Roman’s cell phone starts to ring. He gives us a chin nod and walks away to answer it.
“I don’t know, tonight? He’s usually there until five or six.” I start to stretch my muscles from the beating I took from Roman.
“Perfect. I’ll meet you in the parking lot at five then, and we can go see him together.”
“Great, I’ll meet you there.”
“Next time, you can fight me. I’ll take it easy on you.” He makes punches in the air in front of me.
“Take it easy on me?” I cock a brow. “You both remember I was in the Marines, right?”
Luke chuckles. “Marines ain’t got nothing on what I’ve done.”
“Sure. I’ll see you later.” I shake my head, hopping out of the ring and grabbing my bag.
The way he talks, makes me wonder what kind of stuff he’s been through? Shaking the nonsense away, thoughts of Jude return, and I don’t want to think about her either. I don’t want to think about shit right now.
Walking out to my truck, I try and shut down mentally. Thinking about her won’t bring her back to me, it won’t answer the questions as to why she left before I could say goodbye.
“So how come your brother is the Dean of a university, and you work at a gym?” Luke asks as we’re walking across campus.
I raise my eyebrow at his question. “Did you just call me stupid?”
Luke tips his head back and lets out a loud laugh. “I didn’t mean it like that. I’m just wondering why your jobs are so different. Most brothers I know get into the same kind of work. Roman works with his brother, Ivan, all the time.”
I shrug. “Sebastian and I just never really had the same interests. He was good in school. I hated it. There was no way I was going to suffer through four more years of school after I graduated, so the only other good choice seemed to be the military.”
“Yeah, I get it. College isn’t my thing either...” Luke trails off, and I realize I have no idea what does he do for work. I know he drives a nice car and works out at the gym, and I know Roman is married to his sister, but beyond that, I don’t know much about the guy at all.
“What do you do for work?”
“I do some odd jobs here and there,” he answers vaguely before changing the subject. “Are you sure your brother is here? Looks pretty dark inside.”
I look at the entrance to the administration building, and indeed, find it completely dark.
“Well, shit, he must have left early today. Sorry, man. I can talk to him tomorrow.” I shove my hands into my pockets.
“No big deal. Don’t worry about it.”
We turn around and start heading back to the parking lot. I’m just about to ask him more about his work when we hear someone yelling behind us.
“Come on, sweets, don’t be shy. I know you want it...”