“You’re not fine. You almost bit Irene’s head off when she told you to ease up.”
Three more punches.
“Is it Sky?” Teddy asked. “Did something happen?”
Another punch, and this time the bag swung back violently. “We broke up.”
Teddy cursed. “I’m sorry, man.”
Several more hits, each harder than the last.
Teddy cleared his throat again. “Okay, well…call if you need anything.”
He left the room, and Becket dropped his hands and used his teeth to undo one glove. He pulled it off and tapped his phone.
Nothing. No missed calls from Sky. No texts.
He was losing his goddamn mind.
He pulled the glove back on and continued to punch the bag. Another ten minutes passed before someone entered the room again.
“Teddy, I told you, I’m—” He stopped at the sight of Jesse. “What the hell took you so long?” Yeah, he was being an ass. He didn’t care.
Jesse lifted a brow. “We were busy at the station. Moose said you’ve been in here hitting the bag for over an hour, after you already trained with the crew this morning.”
“Sounds about right.” And he’d have thought that would be enough to exhaust his mind and body. It wasn’t.
“You were hit by a car a couple days ago. You should be resting.”
“I’m fine. I keep telling everyone I’mfine. It would be great if someone listened.” His mother and his sister had brought food over yesterday. On a normal day, he’d be lapping up the attention. But nothing about these last few days felt normal.
“What’s going on, Beck?”
Two more jabs. “Sky broke up with me.”
There was a small pause before Jesse spoke. “Stop hitting the bag.”
“No.”
“You want me to fucking tackle you to the floor? Because I will.”
He hit the bag again. A fight with his former special ops brother didn’t sound so bad. Maybethatwould take the edge off.
“Last chance, Beck—stop or I’ll stop you.”
Becket growled and turned. “I’mangry.”
“I can see that.”
“Sky was almost hit by a fucking car this week!”
“I know.”
“And before that, her car went over abridgewith her inside, and she almost drowned.”
“I know that too.”
“And beforethat,” Becket hissed, “someone broke into her house, and she fell down the fucking stairs. This isn’t just a string of unfortunate events.”
