It's a fight day so I need to focus, and dredging up subconscious shit isn't going to help me do that. Besides, Vlad knows I'm not some punk and know how to channel my energy towards a singular goal. From my time as a SEAL, I have an unusual ability to hyper-focus and zone in on my target. Tonig...
She stood up to kiss me sweetly on the cheek, and then got into the car. “How are you feeling today?” I asked her. “I’m good,” she told me. “I had a good day at work. What about you?” “I’m good too,” I said, taking her hand i...