Reagan motions me forward. I see Sam lying on the floor in a heap. Shit. She’s going to emasculate all of us. “I had cancer,” I toss out, as she smiles at me. “I almost died,” I remind her.

She laughs and uses me to show some moves. She goes easy on me. Or so I think. Then I’m on my back on the floor, too. She puts her hands on her hips and grins down at me. “You didn’t really think I’d go easy on you, did you?” she asks.

Logan tosses Emily over his shoulder and starts to run around the gym with her squealing. Paul does the same with Friday, and Sam comes to stand beside me. “Something going on with Paul and Friday?” he asks.

“Paul still thinks she’s a lesbian,” I say.

“Should we tell him she’s not?” Sam asks.

I shake my head. “Nah.” I grin. It’s more fun this way.

I look toward the door and see Skylar, the woman who is taking care of Kendra’s kids. She’d promised to bring Seth today, and I’m glad to see her. My heart stutters at the sight of her. She’s wearing gym clothes, and I can see her belly. I want to lick it. Or pierce it. Or climb on top of it. My dick twitches, and I walk over to her. “Hi,” I say.

She blows her bangs up with an upturned breath. “Hi,” she says.

“Things going okay?” I ask. She shoots a glance toward Seth.

“Not really,” she says on a heavy sigh. “I was hoping I could ask you for some help.”

“For those kids?” I ask, jerking a finger toward them. “Anything.”

I look around the gym. This is my life. And I f**king love it.