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Her gentle fingertips move to my cheek. “Bad sparring match today?”

No. This afternoon I took an elbow to the left eye when I broke up a grudge match between two of the boys. Elijah was getting upset that they were making such a mess. Then we found it was a fight over a woman and he got so annoyed he booted them out for a week. I’ve already iced the bruise and the swelling is minimal.

Anyway, she knows this is nothing as far as my battle injuries go.

And not all of them come from the ring.

Like what happened six months ago when I was leaving the gym late and ran into a situation. One of the weaker guys who hangs around the gym, always trying to acquire skills he’ll never have, was in the middle of getting jumped by two masked fuckers trying to snatch his phone. I ran right into the action, broke it up with ease. The assailants took off running.

Still high on adrenaline, I sprinted after them, catching up within a block. The first one was leveled with one hook to the jaw but the other was scrappier and started swinging a knife around. Before I swept his legs out from underneath him and pounded his face, the blade ripped a slice through my right forearm. Needed twenty stitches to close the cut, which left a scar.

Tess was mildly horrified when she heard that story. “Butwhydid you chase them?”

Whywouldn’tI chase them?

They got exactly what they deserved. And I’m no worse for it. The scar is hidden under my ink.

Right now Tess is still gazing up at me with concern. She gets too upset by the idea of me getting hurt.

“Just the usual,” I tell her and drain the rest of my beer.

She withdraws her hand but still looks worried.

I can’t let her be worried.

The empty beer bottle gets plunked down on the counter and I tip her chin up. She smiles in anticipation of the kiss.

Tess knows I don’t hold back and I’m not starting now. I kiss her like I’m starving for her, which I am. Always. She hooks her arms over my shoulders and yields, pressing her body close.

The rest of the world falls away whenever we kiss. Dimly, I hear Conner finishing a joke as the girls shriek with laughter, but it may as well be noise on the television for all that I’m paying attention.

Tess grins up at me and rubs her hand over my ass. “Are you tired?”

Fuck no. Neither is she. “Exhausted. We should go to bed.”

“Yes, we should.” She’s already pulling on my arm. “Good night! So nice meeting you girls. Thanks for hanging out tonight and don’t let Conner eat all the cookies.”

“Bye Tess!” They all wave at her like she’s their long lost best friend.

She forgets to say goodbye to Blake. He’s left behind in the kitchen all by himself.

How sad.

Maybe one of the college girls will take a liking to him.

Tess waits until we’re at our bedroom door before she nudges me. “You’re so cute when you get possessive.”

I flip on the wall light switch. “No idea what you mean.”

She shuts the door and slips the flannel off her shoulders. “Please. You practically pissed a ring around me to mark your territory.”

Good thing I’m still wearing gym shorts. Makes it easy to drop them to the floor in one second flat.

I wrap my hand around my swollen cock. “I can make that happen if you’re into it.”

She watches as I stroke myself. Presses a finger to her lower lip. Then pulls her dress over her head.

“Another time.”

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