Sort of

"The deal," Colleen said, "is, if I beat you, you back off. If you beat me and if you then hurt Brianna, I'll come for you with my daddy's gun."

"Yeah, that sounds fair."

"And you've got to do two more reps on the bench press first."

Rot didn't think that sounded fair. His teenage body was a lot more flexible and certainly didn't have the aches of his middle-aged body but it was scrawny and lacking muscle. What also wasn't fair was that he knew a lot more martial arts than Colleen dreamed.

He struggled through two more sets, then rolled off the bench just as Colleen tried to land an elbow to his throat. Clearly this girl was playing for keeps. A move like that could result in serious injury.

"Why don't we go over to the wrestling mats," Rot suggested.

"Why should we?" Colleen demanded. "I know how to fall. Don't you?"