I barrel through his door in the exact same manner as how I did for Steven’s room. Archer is waiting for me, Mia playing in his lap. This time, I’m ready. I know that I’m going in for a fight.
“What the f**k?” I throw at him.
“Welcome back,” Archer drawls, bitterly. “Did you have time to think about your wrongdoings?”
“Wrongdoings?” I laugh, humorlessly. “I don’t see anything f*****g wrong with what I did! I didn’t tell Coach White I wanted to be on the team. If anything, you should be mad at him instead of me!”
Archer c***s his head. “While I don’t disagree, Coach White doesn’t know about our agreement,” he says. “You do. You should’ve known that any time spent away from Mia was supposed to be for class and not the luxury of extra combat training you’ll never use.”
“Never use!” I sq
