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She was like a magnet. The moment I entered the building, my eyes flew to her. I could divert my gaze even if I tried.
But then again, my eyes always sought her out. It has always been that way, and that would never change.
When Finn slid in with Conor, my heart skipped a beat. Again, like a magnet, my knee went against hers. I fought not to put my hand on her thigh. It took every ounce of strength I had.
Once the waitress approached, Conor, Finn, and I ordered the grilled chicken salad because we all knew we’d be heading back to the gym. Kenna, she went for a burger and fries. Of course, we all stole a few of her fries. And for the food trespasses, we each got a dirty look in turn.
I didn’t miss that her glance in my direction lingered a little longer. After a few bites of food, Finn cleared his throat, and we all looked up at him.
“Micky,” he started. “We need to talk to you.”
“Oh fuck,” she said. “What? Please, I don’t know if I can handle any more bad news.”
“I don’t think it’s bad news,” Finn said. “But it may be a little of a shock to you.”
Kenna put the burger down and wiped her hands on her yoga pants. Immediately, my thoughts went to the way her ass looked in those pants.
Dammit. Stopping thinking like that.With a subtle shake of my head, I pushed the thought out of my mind, then glanced over at Finn, waiting for him to continue.
“So, you turn twenty-five soon,” he said.
“Yeah,” she spat out. “I’m well aware, Finn. Next month actually, in case you forgot the date, it’s October twenty-third.”
“Ha-ha. I know the date, you little shit,” he went on, “well, I think you should know what’s coming on your birthday.”
“Okay. What?” Kenna looked around the booth, wondering what the hell was going on.
There is a trust set up for you,” said Conor. He was the one handling everything.
“What are you talking about?” Kenna asked.
I knew about the trust because Conor and Finn had told me everything. Although, I would never tell them I think about their sister laid out on my bed.
Nope, not telling them that.
“The house the gym Dad’s estate . . . The house is in all our names, the gym, well you own a third of it.”
“What the fuck are you talking about? You guys have the gym I’ve never been a part of that.” Kenna said Dumbfounded.
Conor continued “Dad left it all in all our names No access until we’re twenty-five. Finn and I, well, we were already twenty-five when dad passed but you weren’t. Now you are and you have a third of everything.” Kenna’s eyes grew wide.
“There is an account in your name. Finn and I’ve been depositing into it since dad’s death. We made quarterly deposits with the profits of the gym.”
I had to turn my head away from Kenna and smile because she was about to learn something major.
“Kenna, we train professional fighters in our gym, do you understand how much they make a fight?” Finn asked.
“No, I never paid any attention to that stuff. You know that I just wanted my music.” Kenna said.
“Well, they make a lot, not just a lot but a shit ton. The gym gets a percentage of each fight. Not only that but we manage the fighters. Our gym isn’t just a little neighborhood gym. Fighters come from all over the world here to train with us.” Conor said proudly.
Kenna eyed me trying to take everything in.
I smiled at her and waited as Conor went on, “The gym is worth millions, Kenna.”
Of course, Conor chose the moment she was taking a sip of her water to say millions.
Kenna spit the water out in utter shock. “What!”
