The following work week flew by and it was finally Saturday. He decided that we needed to put in some overtime today, and the rest of the week, just to make sure we can drop back a couple of hours to make the training sessions more effective. I made sure that I had my things in order before the training session began Saturday. I just hope that whatever he is hoping for happens.
After our work, we made our way back to my tiny house next to the pack house. It wasn’t a huge walk, only about five minutes, but it was long enough for him to consider it a warm up to our training. “Alright, are you ready to train?”
I look down and then look back up at him. “You don’t really expect me to train in my work clothes, do you?”
He smirks and moves towards me. “No, but it would be more effective if
