Chapter 77: Jared

I go straight to the gym. The urge to drive home and check on Layla nearly has me turning the car around.

I arrive at the gym and get my pre-packed gym bag out of the trunk. Like always, the gym is empty, and Rex is in his office. I knock on the glass, and he raises his head. I open the door, but I don’t enter.

"When I fought in that competition in Inishmore, was that in January?" I ask.

Rex squeezes the bridge of his nose before folding his arms across his chest. "I think so. Why?"

"No reason. Just curious." I tap the doorframe.

"Are you thinking of fighting again?" Hope fills his voice.

I hate to be the one to kill that notion. "I’m still thinking about it," I lie before leaving his office and getting ready to practice.

Rex is waiting for me by the ring when I come out onto the gym floor. I crack my neck from side to side.

Rex is quiet as he wraps my hands. I zone in on the beat of the music that pumps out from the overhead speakers.