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“Remember, the goal is to dodge any incoming strikes, but you must be ready to counterattack.”
“Right. The don’t get hit part.”
“Exactly.” He huffs a laugh. “I showed you a few blocks, and we’re going to work on those, but the real skill is to avoid them completely. That starts with your feet.”
The next hour is a slog. I consider myself an active individual. I’m not an athlete, or a runner, but I can endure a somewhat vigorous hike. I’m not a total couch potato, but by the time we wrap up the afternoon, Zeb’s put me through the proverbial wringer.
My arms are useless noodles. I’m a ball of sweat. My heart begs for relief and my lungs wave the white flag in surrender. When I stand, I sway on my feet and blink away the salty sweat pouring into my eyes.
We finish with different defensive tactics that take into account different scenarios, then finally, blissfully, Zeb calls an end to our very first training session.
“Come on.” Once again, he extends his hand.
I’ve spent more time flat on my back this last hour than I have on my feet. There’s definitely a lot more to learn.
“How did I do?” I sway while the ground spins beneath my feet and hold onto Zeb for support.
“Exceptionally well. You get a gold star.”
“I deserve a stiff drink.” My gaze cuts to his shorts and I think back on this morning. “Or something else that’s stiff?”
I can’t help but insert innuendo. All morning, during breakfast, the tour of The Facility, and our afternoon sparing, images of Zeb stroking his cock have flooded my mind.
“Something else?” His lusty laughter makes me ache in the worst possible way. “We decided we were going to take things slow in that department.”
“I don’t think we were in our right mind when that decision was made. I’ve had all day to think about it.”
“You have?”
“I have, and if I’m going to get a gold star, I know exactly what kind of reward I want.”
“As much as I’d love to spoil you, we barely have time to get you back to shower and change before heading out toInsanity.”
“We could kill two birds with one stone?”
“What do you mean?”
“Shower sex? Slippery and wet?”
“Damn, when you put it like that. I want to say a very definite yes.”
“But?” There’s too much hesitation in his voice.
“We’re already going to be late as it is.”
“Late? For what?” There’s literally no place I need to be. “We’ve got all night.”
“We’re supposed to be atInsanity.Or did you forget your evening with rock stars?”
“Holy shit! I thought that was a joke. Are we really going to their home?”
“Yes. It’s not a joke. And, it’s a beautiful night, which means we’ll have a bonfire down on the beach, but if you don’t want to hang with Angel Fire…”
“Iwantto do both, but there’s no way I’m missing out on spending a night with rock legends.”
“That’s what I thought. Go on up. Get showered and dressed. It’s casual; jeans and a T-shirt are fine.”
“And where are you going?”
