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This evening, though, would finally be the rematch for the last championship match. And so, it was off to the gym for him to train.
As we stretched, I didn’t even try to hide that I was all but leering at him. And he in turn didn’t hide his own staring.
“You know,” I said as we walked to the mats, “I don’t really see why you need to train. Everyone already knows you’re the best.”
He huffed. “I don’t like to be caught off guard, and not pushing myself in workouts does just that. I intend to bring my A game no matter what the situation. Besides, my opponent tonight is a Nazok, so I’m extra eager to kick his ass.”
“Something tells me he’s probably thinking the same thing,” I commented.
Jalik snorted. “He wishes he could beat me. Maybe the guy is a big deal where he’s from, but he’s stepping into my house tonight. And no Nazok is going to upstage a Vinduthi on my watch.”
I resisted the urge to point out that his cockiness was probably what the Nazok counted on. Jalik was cocky, sure, but only because he’d earned the right to be.
“Anyway, most of my workout is going to focus on you today. Not me,” he said.
I raised an eyebrow. “Oh? You’re going to bench press me?”
“Please, that would hardly be a workout. No, we’re going to focus on your training today. I’ll make a fighter out of you yet.”
A grin made its way on my face, and I got into the low stance Jalik taught me during our first lesson. “Bring it on.”
Jalik showed me a few different ways to hold off a larger attacker than me and get in good hits. However, as the lessons went on, less actual learning was involved.
It started out innocently enough with Jalik correcting my form or showing me how to hold myself. Then it became touches that lingered a bit longer than normal. Or me asking him to show me how to hold myself again even when the move was simple enough.
And now…
“Good, hold your arm out just like that,” Jalik’s voice purred in my ear. He had one hand stroking my arm and another on my hip. I bit my lip and leaned ever so slightly back into him.
“I see. And you being pressed right against my ass helps me how?” I teased.
He chuckled. “Just wanted to see how well you can focus.”
I hummed thoughtfully and leaned back a little more. “And I wonder how well your focus can hold up.”
“Oh, my darling, I am quite experienced when it comes to staying focused even under heavy duress,” he growled.
I shot him a coy smile. “Even if I used that technique you showed me earlier to throw you over my shoulder?”
Heat flashed in his eyes and the hand on my hip tightened just a bit. My smile only grew. So much for focusing on training. Not that I was complaining.
An alarm made us both jump. I relaxed once I realized it was the one Jalik set earlier to remind us when we needed to leave for the match.
Jalik muttered something under his breath and then grabbed his shirt. “I suppose we better get to the casino if we want to make it in time for the match.”
I watched remorsefully as he put his shirt on and sighed dramatically. “If we must. That is, if you can stay focused,” I added with a smirk.
I put a little more sway into my hips as I walked in front of him. From behind me, I heard him mumble a low curse before following.
Once we got to the casino, he made sure to get me back by pulling me into a searing kiss before leaving to get ready. I muttered a few curses of my own as I made my way backstage.
Half an hour later, the area around the ring was packed with spectators. The announcer took his place and began speaking. “Good evening, all folks of all kinds! Tonight, we have the final match in the championship with the best of the very best.”
The crowd roared in anticipation, and I leaned in a bit.
“First off, we have Jalik of the Vinduthi!” the announcer called out, and Jalik came striding out on stage. The cheers were even louder than they had been before. Clearly, they knew how good Jalik was by this point.
“And challenging him for the title of champion, we have Zeven of the Nazok.”
