Ottilyn's P.O.V.
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God, this is weird.
Am I even learning anything? I haven't even gotten to put the gloves on. Or hit a sandbag. Or step in the ring. Or hell, even warm up!
I've been sitting on the bench after Kieran wrapped my knuckles. Just in case, he said. Then I was supposed to start stretching and jumping rope before we got into the fun stuff.
However....
"I said no. She isn't doing that. It's too much for the first day. Otti can learn the basics, do a small workout, and maybe throw a punch to the bag," Pierce said for the umpteenth time.
I stared at the floor, my chin resting on my fist as I waited for the same response Kieran had been giving him.
"Bro, she's not a doll. Otti want……
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