Ashcroft let out a bark of laughter, leaning back in his chair before throwing a playful punch into his palm. “Porn is cheap! Why not the real deal?” Harper didn’t miss a beat, flashing him a sly smile. “Because, genius, sometimes theory helps before practice. Observation is part of learning-control, rhythm, timing… even inspiration. You don’t just throw someone into the ring without sparring first, do you?” Ashcroft raised his brows, conceding with a smirk, and the table erupted into light laughter. Not long after, lunch wound down, plates half-finished as conversation melted into easy chatter. Harper sprang to her feet with her usual energy, looping her arm through Maya’s. Come on, sunshine. You and I have work to do.”...
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