Virgin Mary

61/Boxing.

Josephine

"Boxing? You think I am going to come box with you once a week?" I say as we pull up to this gym slash boxing ring.

"I told you to wear some workout gear and damn you look real fucking good." he smirks at me parking the car.

I'm wearing a sports bra with a cropped kind of white top over the red sports bra. My hair is in a ponytail and I have these kind of tight black leggings on and tennis shoes obviously. He's wearing a black wife beater and black shorts. He has a black zip on as well.

"You look like a trainer." I joke.

"Maybe I am." he says and I look at him confused.

He pulls out a tag out of his pocket and it says Hero, trainer. "What the hell you got a job here!?" I yell.

"Yeah, I got it about a week or two ago. I only train and help men that's it I wouldn't do woman for the fact that I have you that I can now train." he smiles.

"You want to train me?"

"Yes." he smiles.

"You're joking." I laugh and lean back looking straight out of the window.

"Not joking baby, it will be fun just come try it out. I get paid every friday, it's nice." he says getting out of the car and I get out with him and bring the water bottle he told me to bring. It's a metal bottle I never even knew we had until he left it on the counter this morning and said fill it up with iced cold water.

"Boxing? Really?" I say walking around the car to him and he locks the car with his keys.

"It's not just boxing it's getting in shape and working out. It's fun, it will get shit off your mind and I think we both could use something to get shit off our mind." he says and we begin walking towards the doors.

"So you're saying you want to be my trainer?" I question.

"Yep. If we go on coffee dates once a week and you can talk and read your books we can do this." he says. "If you really like it we can do it more than once a week." he says as he opens the door for me.

"Um, I never established that was my full decision of what we could do-" I begin.

"FT!" This random guy yells as Hero walks in and they do that little bro thing. "Hey Jax."

"Who's this? New woman your training? I thought you were strictly men." he nudges his shoulder.

"This is my girlfriend and I'm going to convince her to let me be her trainer." he laughs.

"Ah, FT is new but he's good. You're in for something good." Jax smirks at me.

I nod slowly. "Thanks." I awkwardly say.

"Alright follow me." he says and he takes his jacket off and throws it on this bench. "I usually keep my people around here and let them do their thing but we're going to be together the whole time no worries." he claps and I nod.

"You sound serious."

"It's my job, my shift just started baby." he nods and taps on the bench and I look at him confused and he taps it again. "Sit."

"Have you ever lifted anything before?" he asks.

"Not really."

"Are you active?" he asks.

"Hero, I'm with you all the time do I seem like I'm active?" I raise my eyebrow at him.

"I'm with you a lot and I go to the gym almost five days a week." he says.