Callums pov“Bench more than he does,” Roman responded, in the same tone of voice as if he were speaking about the weather.I laughed. A real laugh that I didn’t think I was capable of giving. “Oh my gosh, Roman. Shut up. You are such a liar!”“You remember those weights I got in the gym and lifted? The ones you told me about last time? You said they looked, ‘unnecessarily heavy.’”I nodded cautiously. Of course I did. How could I forget? They were this mound of serious-looking black metal junk over at one end of the gym room."They're lightweight compared to the heavy area I’ve lifted and that is what reacher benches," he said, his grin widening. "Back in the army, I had weights doubled. Twice the density.”I kept staring at him. This had to be a joke. What the hell!“So you’re stronger than a fictional person. Big deal.”“It’s not actually,” he laughed. "It's just sort of… weight. It's just physics." Another shrug. "I remember one time in Kandahar, my Humvee got flipped in an ambush
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