Chapter Nine
Liam
I rolled up one last time and rested my head on my knees, my breath coming in steady heaves. I’d just finished a round of one hundred sit-ups.
“Well, your knee hasn’t affected your stamina a bit,” Tim Maxwell commented from beside me.
I lifted my head and snagged a towel on the mat. Wiping my face, I looked over at him. “Definitely not. Never thought I’d be b****y happy to grind through sit-ups, but it feels damn good to finally put some work into something.”
Tim flashed a grin. He was my assigned physical therapist and was basically my shadow whenever I was in the gym. The clinic offered physical therapy on site and off. I opted for both because I wanted to make sure I didn’t do something stupid when I was with the team for workouts, and I also wanted any chance I c
