HOLLY
“You got fired?” I cried in disbelief. Dylan’s nod felt like a punch to the gut. “How’d you get fired?”
“Eddie,” he replied, as if it were all that were needed.
“What happened?”
“Well, he was giving me less and less new appointments,” said Dylan, “and it was starting to get obvious. He was also approaching some of my existing clients, asking if they’d be willing to switch trainers. ‘Scheduling reasons,’ he claimed.”
Logan cursed under his breath. “Scumbag.”
“I know, right? Anyway, he was also hitting on two or three of my female clients. Ones I knew he not-so-secretly liked. Not that they’d give him the time of day, but when I started warning them about him he stomped over to have words with me.”
“Uh oh,” smiled Logan.
“Yeah.”
“So what happened?” I asked.
“Well, things got
