10
Kira settled herself at a table in the coffee shop closest to her old MMA gym. She had splurged on a hot chocolate with whipped cream. Her last meal of cold pizza had been hours ago.
I’d better pick something up on the way home.
She was surprised Rob hadn’t called her already with a dinner request, but Trevor was probably keeping him busy.
Not to mention he’s probably stressed out that I’m meeting with Jeff.
It had made Kira feel a little better to know that Rob hadn’t been talking to Jeff either. But as much as she hated to admit it, Trevor was right. She couldn’t just keep avoiding Jeff and her old gym forever. After all, what could go wrong? She did her best to imagine the worst-case scenario. She knew she could take Jeff down in a fight if it came to it—not that she expected it
