“Then let’s go change.”
* * *
“That wasn’t what I thought you meant by workout,” Ethan says between heavy breaths.
I chuckle. “It wasn’t. But seeing you strip down got my dick hard, and I didn’t hear you complaining.”
Ethan turns his head to look over at me. “You’ll never hear me complaining.”
I wink and sit up. “Time to shower, work out, then shower again.”
I chuckle. “Two workouts, two showers. Want to get some Italian food later?”
Linc shakes his head but grins. “Just because you’re working out doesn’t mean you can carb overload.”
I stand up and walk past him. “Sure it does.”
We step under the spray of the shower.
“I beg to differ, but Italian sounds good. More public appearances,” Linc says none too happy.
“Yeah, better to get them out of the way now and let the drama ensue. Before you know it, they’ll have someone new to gossip about.”
I nod. “True enough. There’s always someone doing stupid shit in Hollywood.”
“Truth.”
10
ETHAN
“Ithink I’ve been photographed more the last couple of weeks than I have in my entire career with Falling Down,” I admit, getting a little pissed off about it.
“Relax,” Linc urges. “The more you react, the more they’ll hover.”
I sigh. “I know, but this is getting ridiculous.”
There aren’t just a few paparazzi as there were when we got here. Nope. Now there’s a swarm. Word must have gotten out we were here and now they’re here too.
“I’ve got a fight coming up,” Linc announces.
I lift a brow and look at him. “When?”
“Ten days. It’s unsanctioned.”
“What does that mean exactly? I know what it meant before you went legit.”
Linc shrugs. “Kinda like the underground. No commission. No official judges, just those who put on the show. If you want a doctor, it’s pretty much BYO. Only a few things are illegal.”
“So, basically you can kick the shit out of each other until you’re either dead or dying,” I scoff.
He nods, ignoring my tone. “I’m not worried. I’m up against a dude who hasn’t had a K.O. and likes to avoid a punch. He’s all about kicks.”
I wince. “You gonna break his ankle like you did that dude two years ago?”
He shrugs. “Depends.”
“On?”
