He was a boxer, and you had to wait in the corner of the ring to clean him up, give him water when there was a break between each match.

You guys weren’t dating but had a very flirty friendship. Like you were currently cleaning his cheekbone before he had to go on again. “Your good, want anything else?” You said pulling away

But he grabbed your wrist before you could actually leave “kiss me.” He smirked down at her.