Harrison’s POV
After I picked up my car and belongings from the gym and was informed that my membership has now been cancelled, I walked around like a bear with a sore head. I liked that damn gym, it was close to work, open early and had brand new equipment and now I have to find a new one.
‘What you up to Rocky?’ Callan calls from the doorframe where he’s casually leaning.
‘Looking for a new damn gym that opens at five am’ I reply brusquely.
Callan sniggers and I regret for the two hundredth time in the last few days about telling him and my brother about my short stint in a cell. The two of them wouldn’t shut up about me missing work until I explained where I was and now, they both keep making sly comments about felons and fighters whenever they see me.
‘Surely you don’t need one’ h
