Knox POV
I take a step back, lean against the wall beside the door and try to get my s**t together before she turns around and sees the look on my face. Jesus, I’m supposed to be here to train them, not to picture Red pinned to the mat under me.
Hell of a long day ahead.
I push open the door again and step inside ready to do this. My eyes lock on one thing... her.
Red’s now bent slightly as she ties her shoe.
I groan softly and lean against the wall for a second, dragging a hand over my face. I am not going to survive this. I knew volunteering for this was a bad idea, but apparently being slow on the draw earns me a front row seat to my own f*****g torture.
“Nice of you to finally show,” Hex calls, and only then do I force myself to break eye contact with Red and look around.
Hex is
