He waves me over. “Honey says she’s never seen a fight.”
“That’s right.”
“You’re in for a show.” Randy beams. “Most people have to pay money to see Bear punch someone.”
“Don’t work him up,” shouts Cooling. “My wife likes my pretty face.”
“You got to get your wife new glasses. She’s not seeing your ugly mug clear enough.” I duck between the middle ropes.
“She sees just fine, and she likes what she sees.” He taps a fist against my bare chest. “Showing off today?”
“Nah. Didn’t want to get blood on any clothes.”
We begin to circle each other. He jabs quickly, but I dodge it easily. Cooling and I have fought a lot, so we know each other’s weak spots and each other’s tells. Cooling will tighten his jaw before releasing a big uppercut. A good fighter only needs a split-second advantage. I duck, going under his fist as he punches up, leaving his midsection exposed. I get several good hits in before backing off.
Sweat pours down the side of his face, and he struggles for breath. He glances in the direction of Honey. “You’re going to be like that today, huh?”
“Like what?” I’m not even winded. I feel like I could fight for days.
“Don’t hit me in the face. My girl wants to take Insta shots at the park tomorrow, and I can’t look like I went through the meat grinder.”
I knock my fists together and bounce on the balls of my feet, eager to get more strikes in. “Sure. No face.”
Cooling charges suddenly, trying to take me off guard, but I use his momentum against him and kick him in the gut as he flies by. I wait until he turns and then unleash a series of blows to his arms, abs, and side. Randy jumps in and pushes me away while Cooling sags against the ropes.
“That’s enough for you, Cooling.”
Cooling gives a weary nod and climbs out. I look around for my next opponent, but no one steps forward.
“I think you better shower,” Randy says. “No one’s going to fight you today.”
“Why not?”
“Because you’ve got that look in your eye, and they don’t want to go home in a body bag.” He gives me a shove. “Next time, don’t bring the girl, or you’ll never get anyone to train with you again.”
“What’s Honey got to do with anything?”
Randy rolls his eyes. “Sometimes I wonder if you’re that dense about women or are purposefully ignorant. Get going and take the coldest shower you can. I don’t think Honey is ready for a post-fight Bear yet.”
I have no idea what he’s talking about. I have enough energy in my body right now that I could fight a lion. I could certainly satisfy Honey. My body is pulsing with heat and excitement. If I can’t fight, I need another outlet. I push Randy to the side and walk over to Honey. Before she can say a word, I fling her over my shoulder and make for the locker room.
“Out!” I shout to the two men inside.
They freeze for a second, but their protective instincts kick in before I can curse at them. They bolt for the door. When it slams shut behind them, I drop Honey to her feet. She stares at me with wide eyes.
“Don’t worry, Honey. This won’t hurt.” I crash my mouth on hers.
Chapter Twelve
Honey
Before my brain can register a response to what he said, Bear's mouth is on mine. Any and all rational thoughts are gone when his tongue slides along the seam of my mouth, silently asking me for entrance. I give it to him, parting my lips. My body wants whatever it is he’s offering.
He pushes his tongue into my mouth the second I give him the all clear. My back hits a hard surface as he takes over the kiss. He is such a dominating force, but at the same time he still manages to make me feel safe. He came right in for the kiss, but at the same time there was this small pause, giving me a second to tell him no. Not that I had. The second he had the green light, all that dominance came flooding forward again.
I know if I gave Bear one moment of pause to pull back or push on his chest he’d stop. Until then, he is going to take everything I am willing to let him have.
I let my eyes fall closed, enjoying the feel of his tongue stroking mine. I tentatively start to kiss him back. I’m rewarded with a loud groan that rumbles through his body. The simple sound has my nipples hardening even more. It’s almost painful at this point.
Watching him in that ring only heightened my desire for him. I never thought fighting could be sexy, but that’s exactly how Bear looked with each swing of his fist. I swear I almost fainted when he stepped out without a shirt on. My mouth went dry at the sight of him. I was getting so turned on watching him that I was thankful when it was cut short.