"What are you telling me to do?" It was very early in the morning and she was confused. Callan was hauling her up from the bed and right into the bathroom. He passed her toothbrush to her, took his from the rack and started to brush his teeth. Orla fumed in anger but she didn't squabble over it, she brushed her teeth and went back into the bedroom. "So, what now?" Her eyes burned into his.

"I got some clothes for you. You are working out with me this morning." He finalized, stooping to buckle ...