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2025-01-24 17:00:45“From here onward, we’re going to train.” Noah picked up the staff and twirled it in his hand. “You’ve got to be able to fight both physically, and mentally.”
He stepped forward and handed Serenity the staff. She took it, aware of its weight and the steady gaze of Thorne, sitting stiffly off to the side. He would only supervise her training, not engage in it himself.
“First lesson will be basic self-defense, with a staff.”
Serenity turned her head back to Noah, just as he lifted the hem of his shirt and peeled it off, over his head, and reached for a staff. The black fabric dropped to the matting and Serenity blinked at the toned muscles which greeted her vision.
Taut pecs, spotted with dark nipples, smooth planes of flesh which turned into washboard abs, which in turn, dipped into the waistband of his grey tracksuit pants.
“Hey, Skin Writer. Eyes up here.”
Serenity’s gaze sna
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