Chapter 90

"Hey, yo!" Rémy's voice boomed across the gym, cutting through the rhythmic thuds of fists on punching bags. He strutted towards them, his gang in tow. "Guy, what the hell are you doing here?"

They exchanged glances. Guy pointed to himself, eyebrows raised in feigned innocence.

"Yeah you," Rémy sneered, jabbing a finger in his direction. "Who else am I referring to?"

"I'm just hanging out."

"Hanging out?" Rémy barked a laugh, looking back at his buddies. They chuckled on cue, then turned back to Guy. "That so? I find that hard to believe. You looking at my girl, huh? You have a little crush on her?"

Carol stepped forward, her ponytail swinging as she shoved Rémy's shoulder. "Stop it," she hissed.

Guy glanced between the couple. "No, I'm not. Just curious about MMA."