-Osprey's P. O. V.-
Left hook, right straight, duck, low kick and I'm suddenly down on my ass panting. When the f**k did she became that strong? Have I been slacking this entire time and from the strongest of us I became a sloppy second?
"You alright there, Hun?" - Val asked me with that sweet tone she developed lately for me. The one strangely similar to the one my Mother used when I was just a pup.
"I'm fine." - I snapped - "Again?"
"If you only want to. I have the gym for the entire evening." - she announced shrugging.
"Really?! And Coach Santiago doesn't mind?"
"No. She's training me most of the time." - she said matter-of-factly - "You know I'm her favorite, right?" - she added with a cheeky grin that only made me laugh. That was all Val, a bit cocky, but adorable enough t
