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he’d be okay. “I’m Neveah,” I whispered.
    His gaze turned toward mine, a look I couldn’t pinpoint crossed his face. “ Heaven spelled backwards?” he groaned.
    I nodded.
    I knew when Dad had arrived because Lucy bounded up to meet him. But it wasn’t just Dad who ran toward us, Cooper was with him . Dad slowed when he saw us, and his brown eyes widened.
    “Holy shit,” Cooper whispered racing toward us. His light eyes briefly flickered to mine before he bent down and started pulling his things out. He was the gym’s medic. We’d dated for a couple of years in high-school. I had momentarily thought we’d get married but things didn’t end on the best terms with us. Him wanting to stay together but me knowing a sixteen-hour long distant relationship wasn’t what I wanted.
    “Why didn’t you call the ambulance?” he hissed. “He’s badly beaten.”
    I narrowed my eyes at him before meeting mystery guy’s gaze. “He doesn’t want to go to the hospital.”
    Dad patted my shoulder from behind me. “It’s okay. You did the right thing, sweetie.”
    Cooper ran a hand through his ruffled blond hair. “We’re going to need water to clean him up. Let’s get him to your house and then I’ll start.”
    We all stood, but Dad placed a hand on my shoulder. “Sweetie, I need you to go to the gym and take over. Can you practice sparring with the boys until I get back?”
    Can I or will I? I wanted to stay. I bit my bottom lip and watched as Cooper pulled the man’s shoulders up and leaned him upright. He groaned, but when he opened his eyes they locked with mine. Something coiled inside of my stomach at the way he looked at me. “You’re not gonna take him to the hospital, are you?”
    Dad frowned. “We need to, but there is obviously a reason why he doesn’t want to go. Until I find out what that reason is I don’t want you here.”
    I mentally rolled me eyes. “Yeah, because he really looks well enough to take me down, huh?”
    Dad closed his eyes briefly. “Don’t be a pain, Neveah. Just go. I’ll be there as soon as we get him situated and find out what happened and what’s wrong.”
    I gave one more glance his direction and met those grey eyes that I knew held so many secrets. “Okay.
    ***
    I hurried over to the gym. For some reason I felt it necessary to hurry and get there to calm my nerves. It didn’t work. My hammer of a heartbeat thudded loudly in my head, reminding me each second of the dying man outside.
    Only two boys had showed up so far, and I let them spar in the ring while I watched nervously from the side. Lucy yawned at my feet, and I glanced down at her big eyes. “What do you think?” I asked. “Do you think he’s okay?”
    “Who are you talkin’ to?”
    I glanced up at a young boy that looked at me like I had two heads. “I’m talking to my dog,” I mumbled. “Can I help you?”
    He looked around, obviously confused. “My name is Dakota, and I’m looking for Mr. Wes.” He’s bushy brows furrowed. “Who are you?”
    “I’m his daughter, Neveah. You want to do some sparring until he gets back? There was an emergency.”
    His frown deepened, and he pulled at his gym bag that hung off his shoulder. “Is everything okay?”
    I had no idea. “Yes. Not a big deal.”
    That seemed to satisfy him, but he quickly frowned. “There isn’t enough people here to spar yet.”
    I rolled my eyes and grabbed the pair of gloves beneath my foldout chair in the gym. “I’ll be sparing with you.”
    A look of horror crossed his face. “You’re a girl. I don’t hit girls.”
    I grinned and slid the red gloves onto my hands. “Oh, don’t worry, you won’t be hittin’ me.”
    The warm feel of my gloves soothed the anxiety coursing through me. The guy in front of me wore a frown that I’d seen one too many times growing up. “I don’t want to hit you.”
    “You won’t.”
    His eyes scanned the room, but he finally tossed his bag to the side, brought his hands up and