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“Ugh, ok! I played softball yesterday and this guy was there. We kind of hit it off a bit. He’s a great player. And my friend Susie sai

d he is from some rich family. His name is Lance Dows.”

“Shut the front door!” Cassie said. “Lance Dows?!? Everyone knows who that is! Why are you not trying to get with him? He is so loaded it isn’t even funny.”

“Well, I don’t care about things like that. I can pay my own way.”

“Ok, but you have to admit, it’s just as easy to fall in love with someone who has money as it is with someone who doesn’t.”

I smirked at her. “I guess, it’s kind of true, but I’m not looking for love with anybody. I’m just happy being by myself. I don’t need that kind of stress in my life right now. Im literally just getting my motivation back to get my life back on track, no distractions needed.”

“Ok,” Cassie replied. “Well, did he even ask you out?”

“He kind of did,” I said. “He gave me his number. Told me to reach out when I wanted company. Weird, huh?.”

Cassie started laughing hysterically. “That’s awesome.”

“Why is that awesome? What am I supposed to do with that?”

Cassie pretended to think. Then she nodded at me. “Why don’t you call him?”

I shook my head. “No, I’m not calling that guy.”

“Why not?”

“Because he might think I’m easy or something,” I said.

“Do you like the guy?”

“I guess I do,” I said.

“Then go for it. What’s the hold up?”

I sighed. A customer was coming through the door. “Because I’m not interested. Let’s just leave it at that, shall we?”

Cassie shrugged.

I finished up the client and then I went to lunch. I was starving. As I ate though, I started to wonder if Cassie and Susie were right. Was I just hiding away in denial instead of seriously considering what might be there with Lance? I didn’t know the guy very well, but I had to admit that there was something there between us. It was hot and it was simmering just below the surface. Did I owe it to myself to at least check it out and see what it was?

I thought I might, but I wasn’t sure I was ready. But then again… there was only one way to figure this out.

I pulled Lance’s number up in my phone and I stared at it. What should I do?

Chapter Five

Lance

I threw a left, right, and then a kick from the side before I lunged back away from the heavy bag, expecting retaliation. I bobbed and weaved, then I dropped down to do a perfect sprawl before I jumped back into the fight against my imaginary opponent. Next, I went ahead and threw another kick /punch combo to the upper and lower body on the bag.

The bag flung high, almost hitting the wall as I drove through with that last big, powerful kick. I was impressed with that one. It had been a long time since I’d made the bag move so easily. My kicks were getting crazy strong. That must have been from all the extra squats I’d been doing lately. I felt like a machine. I was tempted to go back to amateur fighting. I used to love it, but I had to be careful. If I had the wrong type of injury- which would eventually happen to any fighter- then I would be put out of the firefighting game for a while. Minor injuries were common in the training we did as firefighters, but anything big and it would cost me time at work. I couldn’t risk that. I loved it too much.

I took off my boxing gloves and grabbed my gallon of water and took a long swig on the water. I was dying of thirst it seemed like and the sweat was pouring off of me. I had the heat cranked in the room. I did that a lot of times when I worked out at home. It was a good way to fuel the body’s furnace and to keep it as hot as I could. It helped to create a higher burn to the metabolism.

As I finished drinking my water, my phone rang. I groaned. It was my mother. She typically only called me anymore, when she had bad news. I did not need to deal with this, but she’d called me three times since yesterday morning, so I figured I should finally see what was up.

“Hello, mom,” I said to her as I answered.

“Hey, honey,” she replied. “It’s great to hear from you, too.”

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