away.
“I’m not letting you go until you figure this out.” I tightened my hold on her.
She thrashed in my arms and tried to twist her arms but nothing she did worked. Then she did something I never expected. Using my body as an anchor, she flipped upside down until I was forced to release her or break my wrist.
Keira got to her feet then danced out of the way, sweat dripping down her forehead and her stomach.
Was this the same girl I met a year ago? When I just raised my hand to give her a high-five on the basketball court, she flinched and sprinted away, running to her cousin for help. She ran away from me dozens of times even though I proved time and time again that I would never hurt her. But now she was different. She was strong, fearless.
“You’re amazing.” It was the best choice of words I could fine.
She gave me a playful look. “You won’t be saying that when I kick your ass, Liam Hayes, the former best fighter in California.”
“Former?” I asked with a smile.
“Yep. Because I’m the new champion.” She rushed me then got a punch to my stomach. When I blocked it, she faked to my left then landed a punch on the right side of my face. I felt blood form from my mouth, but I didn’t feel the pain. All I felt was joy.
I wiped the blood away then tackled her to the ground. I pinned her hands above her head and kept her frame down with my weight. “I’d like to see you get out of this.”
She smiled up at me. “Maybe I don’t want to get up from this…”
That made my spine shiver. “Really?”
She leaned her head up and pressed her lips to mine despite the blood in my mouth. My body reacted to hers immediately. My hands released hers and I grabbed her hips, massaging her while I deepened the kiss.
Suddenly, she rolled me over and pinned me down. “Tricked ya.”
I smiled. “Sneaky.”
“Now you’re all mine.”
“What are you going to do to me?”
She gripped my hands and pinned them against the mat. Then she leaned over me, her hair falling over one shoulder. “This.” She pressed her mouth to mine and our heated kisses continued. The training session was abandoned.
But neither one of us cared.
“Did you get my email?” Theresa asked from across the table.
“Yeah. I made the corrections to the paper.” I tossed it to her.
She flipped through the pages, looking at the red ink. “Cool.”
We were almost finished with our business ethics project. I was looking forward to the end of the semester, especially since I wouldn’t be coming back. I didn’t like school and fighting was far more interesting. My career wouldn’t last as long, but if I saved my money and invested it, I’d be fine.
She sipped her coffee then returned it to the table. “How’s it going with that girl?”
“What girl?”
“The one you’re hung up on.”
I smirked. “She and I are back together…for the most part.”
A smile lit up her face. “That’s great. I’m happy for you.”
She seemed sincere. “Thanks.”
“She’s cute.”
“Do you know her?”
“No, but I’ve seen her around. But what do you mean by ‘the most part’?”
I shrugged. “We just have some problems we’re working through…but I think we’ll be fine.”
“Is she okay with me being over here?”
“It seems so.”
“Well, that’s good.” She made some notes on her computer then stared at the screen.
Theresa was a pretty girl with noticeable curves. She was the type that didn’t stay single long. “Are you seeing anyone?”
She sighed. “No, not right now.”
“Oh.”
“I just want to be single for a while. I’ve had a bad history with crappy boyfriends.”
“On behalf of my sex, I apologize.”
She shook her head. “No. You’re nothing but a gentleman and nothing like them. Don’t apologize.”
I hadn’t been very nice to her, and sometimes I was purposely rude. “Thanks.”
“So, are you going to fight full time? You’re really good.”
I nodded. “This is my
“I’m not letting you go until you figure this out.” I tightened my hold on her.
She thrashed in my arms and tried to twist her arms but nothing she did worked. Then she did something I never expected. Using my body as an anchor, she flipped upside down until I was forced to release her or break my wrist.
Keira got to her feet then danced out of the way, sweat dripping down her forehead and her stomach.
Was this the same girl I met a year ago? When I just raised my hand to give her a high-five on the basketball court, she flinched and sprinted away, running to her cousin for help. She ran away from me dozens of times even though I proved time and time again that I would never hurt her. But now she was different. She was strong, fearless.
“You’re amazing.” It was the best choice of words I could fine.
She gave me a playful look. “You won’t be saying that when I kick your ass, Liam Hayes, the former best fighter in California.”
“Former?” I asked with a smile.
“Yep. Because I’m the new champion.” She rushed me then got a punch to my stomach. When I blocked it, she faked to my left then landed a punch on the right side of my face. I felt blood form from my mouth, but I didn’t feel the pain. All I felt was joy.
I wiped the blood away then tackled her to the ground. I pinned her hands above her head and kept her frame down with my weight. “I’d like to see you get out of this.”
She smiled up at me. “Maybe I don’t want to get up from this…”
That made my spine shiver. “Really?”
She leaned her head up and pressed her lips to mine despite the blood in my mouth. My body reacted to hers immediately. My hands released hers and I grabbed her hips, massaging her while I deepened the kiss.
Suddenly, she rolled me over and pinned me down. “Tricked ya.”
I smiled. “Sneaky.”
“Now you’re all mine.”
“What are you going to do to me?”
She gripped my hands and pinned them against the mat. Then she leaned over me, her hair falling over one shoulder. “This.” She pressed her mouth to mine and our heated kisses continued. The training session was abandoned.
But neither one of us cared.
“Did you get my email?” Theresa asked from across the table.
“Yeah. I made the corrections to the paper.” I tossed it to her.
She flipped through the pages, looking at the red ink. “Cool.”
We were almost finished with our business ethics project. I was looking forward to the end of the semester, especially since I wouldn’t be coming back. I didn’t like school and fighting was far more interesting. My career wouldn’t last as long, but if I saved my money and invested it, I’d be fine.
She sipped her coffee then returned it to the table. “How’s it going with that girl?”
“What girl?”
“The one you’re hung up on.”
I smirked. “She and I are back together…for the most part.”
A smile lit up her face. “That’s great. I’m happy for you.”
She seemed sincere. “Thanks.”
“She’s cute.”
“Do you know her?”
“No, but I’ve seen her around. But what do you mean by ‘the most part’?”
I shrugged. “We just have some problems we’re working through…but I think we’ll be fine.”
“Is she okay with me being over here?”
“It seems so.”
“Well, that’s good.” She made some notes on her computer then stared at the screen.
Theresa was a pretty girl with noticeable curves. She was the type that didn’t stay single long. “Are you seeing anyone?”
She sighed. “No, not right now.”
“Oh.”
“I just want to be single for a while. I’ve had a bad history with crappy boyfriends.”
“On behalf of my sex, I apologize.”
She shook her head. “No. You’re nothing but a gentleman and nothing like them. Don’t apologize.”
I hadn’t been very nice to her, and sometimes I was purposely rude. “Thanks.”
“So, are you going to fight full time? You’re really good.”
I nodded. “This is my
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