“Showing them how to get out of choke holds and stuff.”

Meaning Jake needs to put his hands on the girls to give them instructions.

Would Lilly blow a gasket if she knew Murphy was basically over here asking my permission for her to take a class? Probably.

“You’re fine with Heidi doing it?” I ask.

“Yeah, she’s comfortable with Jake.”

“You trust him with Heidi?”

“Oh, fuck yeah. She’s a dolphin as far as he’s concerned.”

I snort at the joke, happy that’s getting around.

He glances over his shoulder. “I’m still not sure how much I trust some of the brothers down here. I figure a few extra lessons can’t hurt.”

I snort and poke at the chicken on the grill in front of me. “Shit, I don’t know what I worry about more these days, the club or everywhere else?”

“Well, that too. Fucking hate some of the douchewaffles she has classes with.”

“Someone bothering her?”

“Nothing she can’t handle.” He smirks. “Or so I’m told.”

“Meaning, Heidi asked you not to come to school and make a scene?”

“Close.”

“She asked and you did it anyway.”

“Much closer.”

“You found the kid and threatened him until he pissed his pants.”

He slaps my shoulder. “There ya go.”

“Oh, is Murphy telling you how he terrorized one of my classmates?” Heidi walks up behind Murphy and presses her wet body against his back, hugging him from behind.

“‘Terrorized’ sounds so extreme.” Murphy shrugs. “It was a friendly chat.”

“Suuuuure it was. I told you I had it covered.”

“What happened, Heidi?” I ask.

“Just a guy in my class. At first, he was friendly. We worked on a group project together. I probably mentioned my daughter and hubby a million times.” She squeezes Murphy tighter and he rests his hands over hers. “He started making jokes about how I’m too young to be tied down. Stupid shit like that.”

“Fucker,” I grumble.

“Typical ‘bro’ behavior,” Murphy says. He glances over his shoulder at Heidi. “Finish.”

Heidi groans. “It’s stupid. He started texting me, asking me to go out.” She tips her head back to look at Murphy. “Told him my weekends were busy.”

“And?”

“He just kept it up. I finally sent him a stern, ‘I’m not interested, stop asking’ text and he flipped out. Said I wasn’t that hot anyway and I shouldn’t be such a stuck-up bitch and give nice guys a chance. Crazy shit.”

I zero in on Murphy. “Sounds like he needed a beating, not a chat?”

Murphy shrugs.

“Teller go with you?”

“No, he’s been laid up. Took Rav with me.”

“Why didn’t you tell me? I would’ve gone with you.”

“I think you have enough to handle right now, Prez.”

“Um,” Heidi pokes Murphy’s side. “No one needed to go anywhere. I blocked his number and reported his behavior to the school.”