I scoffed. "When would I have time to find a woman? I work or go to the bar with you idiots."
He scrutinized me. "What did you do last night?”
"I went home to hit the bag." I pulled off my gloves so he could see my torn-up knuckles. I hadn't bothered to wear boxing gloves last night. I wanted to feel the pain.
I could tell Morgan wanted to say something, but he didn't. "If it is a woman, I can understand that you'd want to keep it quiet for a while."
I let out a breath. "It's not a woman. I have no intentions of meeting anyone or settling down."
He raised a brow. "Don't knock it until you've tried it."
I huffed out a laugh. "I'm not boyfriend material. Trust me."
He tipped his head to the side. "Why's that?"
I gave him a look. "You know why. The same reason why I hid out at your family's house. Mine wasn't great."
"You've never said why though."
At least Hudson hadn't told him. "I don't want to talk about it."
He shrugged as if it wasn't a big deal. "I'm not saying you have to, just wondering what's going on with you and if I could help."
He wanted to help me when I'd fucked his sister last night. If he had that little tidbit of news, he wouldn't want anything to do with me. And I couldn't accept his help now. "I'm fine."
He raised a brow. "Why don't I believe that?"
"We're under a tight deadline with this bathroom. Just trying to get it done."
"Okay. But you'd tell me if it was your family or a health issue?" he asked, his forehead wrinkled.
I nodded. "Sure."
His expression was doubtful. "You don't talk to us about anything personal."
I gave him a look. "I told you that Tess said I was closed off."
He nodded. "That was something. But not much."
"Do I have to share?" I asked him, seriously reconsidering our friendship. I could be there for them when they were going through trouble with women. But I didn't want them to return the favor.
"I just want you to know that we're here for you, whatever you need. You don't have to keep everything bottled up inside."
"Okay," I said.
He sighed. "Once Hudson's new baby is here, he'll probably want some time off."
"One more reason to work harder."
He winced. "I didn't mean to put more pressure on you."
"I told you; I'm fine. I can handle the pressure. It's why you hired me."
"Yeah, but now I'm wondering if you just bury everything so deep that you can't get to it. But eventually, it's going to implode."
I gave him a dubious look. "I don't know what you're talking about, and I don't think you do either."
He sighed. "All I'm trying to say is that I'm here if you need to talk to someone. Heck, all of us are."