Zander
“You’re acting weird,” Jude pointed out during sparring.
It was just us two, everyone else left after morning training. I had too much extra energy, and I needed to work it off.
I knew what I needed—to be b.uried deep inside Katerina for a month straight, but that was not on the table... At the moment.
“I am not.” I went for a right hook that he dodged.
“You are more… jumpy.” He frowned. “And rigid, somehow at the same time.”
“I am frustrated,” I told him, jumping back to dodge his low kick.
“I know,” he told me.
It annoyed me he did. I landed a hit to his chest and he blew out air.
“D.ick,” he panted. I smiled back at him. “Water break?”
“If you need it.”
He scowled at me and took a seat on a bench outside a sparring ring. He threw me my water bottle, and I took a f
