/Jane/
Dean's smile was tight, and he lifted one brow in amusement. "I've witnessed and experienced her right hook. "I wouldn't advise you to engage in combat with her."
I strolled up to the treadmill with a happy grin on my face. "For the time being, I'm going to warm up a little bit, and then if you want, we can spar or something?" It was something I contributed, stepping upon it and turning it into a leisurely stroll.
Peter agreed with a nod of his head. "In five minutes, I'll wipe that grin off your face,"
As he went over to the treadmill next to mine, Kurt didn't appear to be too happy with himself. Even as I increased the speed control dial on my computer, his attention was riveted on that particular dial. But it wouldn't happen if we were sparring, so I'm guessing he was waiti
