Chapter Twenty One

ANNA

"Twenty push-ups followed by thirty sit ups!  Double time!"  River barks as he walks up and down the rows of our training group.

I'm sweating profusely.  Hell Week was supposed to be over, I chuckle to myself.

I'm doing my situps when River walks by.  He side eyes me and lifts the corner of his mouth and continues on.

He's loving this.  Truthfully, having him order me around is a massive turn on.  Considering I don't let anyone else do it.  

He stands off to the side and blows his whistle.  "Alright, recruits.  Lunch!"  

Everyone stands and make their ways to the mess hall.  

Michael runs up behind me.  "Hey, wanna have lunch together?"  He elbows me.

I fix my ponytail.  "Sure."  We walk off the field side by side.  "So, what do you think?"

He rubs the back of his neck.  "That Sloan guy has it in for me, I swear.