Page 19 of Timber's Line

“I was. But I didn’t want to disturb you.”

“I’ve always wanted to learn some moves.” That makes my heart beat faster.

“You’ve never taken classes?”

“No, always busy with school. I actually have to take a test tonight that’s due tomorrow, but I needed a moment.”

I have no idea what comes over me. “Do you want to watch a movie with me?”

“What?”

“A movie. You know what those are?”

“Yes,” she says as she slaps my shoulder.

“Do you want to watch one with me?”

“Sure.” She jumps up and follows me to the apartment.

“I’ve never been in here.” She takes in the small studio.

“Never? You spend a lot of time here.”

“Never been up here. I come and check on the animals, feed the chickens, then head to the next ranch.”

“Do you ever have time off?”

“I do. I go with Ever to see Memphis fight or Brick. I haven’t watched London yet.”

“He’s a beast,” I admit.

“I’m sure. He’s quiet most of the time. Like you,” she says softly.

I pick a movie and put it on, pulling a shirt on and unwrapping my hands.

“I’ve even seen you fight,” she whispers.

“Me?”

“I was there the night of your big win, before . . .” Her voice wavers and she stops talking.

“It’s okay.”

“You are a beautiful fighter,” she says, and I laugh.

“Sorry. No one has ever called me beautiful,” I tell her as she frowns at me.

“You’re precise in your moves and you move so swiftly and light.”

She really watched me. That makes me feel proud for a moment. I have to admit that I like talking to her. She doesn’t make me feel stupid.

“I’m sorry for how I treated you before tonight,” I say, meaning it.

“I told you before, I forgive you. It’s in the past.”

She might not even be twenty-one yet, but she’s brilliant and kind.

“Dayton, I don’t know everything that has happened in your life, but I know it’s not the end of your life. And I hope you know you have many people who care about you.”