“Still remember all the old tricks I taught you?” you ask.
“I’m still kicking as, aren’t I?” he grins.
You laugh in reply. “Good. Would you be especially offended then if I wanted to make sure you’re still up to speed? Nothing too extreme, mind you.”
Paul smirked. “A spar, huh? Not usually used to a male opponent.”
“Fear’s a natural response to me,” you say plainly.
Paul laughs this time. “Alright, alright, get dressed and meet me in the ring, okay?” |