“Once it was uploaded to the best job-listings sites, she turned her energy to redecoration tasks. At the sound of shouting, Jenna fumbled and the metal ribbon of her tape measure recoiled into its case and caught her thumb. “Ow.” She’d been measuring the front windows for blinds, and after a short silence more shouting drifted down the hall from the gym. Seconds later, Delante came stomping past. He caught sight of her on the other side of the glass, stopping to stare. His gaze was inte...nse, unmistakably angry. Jenna’s heart pounded but she did her best to fake calm. “Everything okay?” she called. The teenager looked down a moment, jaw flexing, then stepped to the doorway. “You own this place now, right?” Panic gripped her. Had Mercer told his trainee she might have to close the gym? “Yeah, I do.” “So you’re, like, Merce’s boss?”MoreLessRead More Read Less
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