Chapter 30
MAGGIE
This time, as I headed to Eastside Boxing, I actually wanted to see Jay. I could give him the money and be done with him forever. It was wishful thinking—being done with him, because I couldn’t avoid him. Not when I was using the top floor of the gym for dance practice. Not when I couldn’t forget that kiss.
I went a little early so I wouldn’t miss him. He was there, teaching an adult class, all men. They were sparring together in pairs and he was circling the room, yelling at the top of his lungs.
“Harder!” Jay shouted. “Gloves up, Manny.”
I hesitated by the door. I didn’t want to go upstairs because Jay might leave before I could give him the money. But I felt weird standing there watching like a creeper. I shouldered my bag and shifted from foot to foot.
I caught
