hung around sometimes. Now it feels like something has changed.
She sparked my interest the other night when she came after me, and since then, I haven’t been able to get her out of my head. She has this mix of innocence and sex appeal which is enough to drive me crazy. I want to make her mine and make it known to everyone around. Her hand is no longer enough for me. I pull her beside me and snake my arm around her waist. I glance down at her to gauge her reaction, and when she smiles up at me I know I’m completely screwed.
Paul comes walking up to me. “You ready?” I nod my head at him. “Who is this?”
His eyes travel up and down Christen’s body and my hand clenches into a tight fist. What the hell is going on with me? “This is Christen, Christen this is Paul.”
She smiles at him, and the way he looks back at her makes my blood boil. I can’t believe I’m this damn worked up. I’ve had my share of girls—but never anything too serious—and I’ve never wanted to break someone in half just for looking at them. “When are we starting?”
“They are finishing up one now, and then you’ll be up.”
I walk past him to the room where I usually get changed. I close the door behind us and start to get the tape and stuff out to wrap my hands.
“Do you need any help?”
I look over at her and she’s standing near the door, seemingly unsure of what to do.
“Sure. I need to tape up my hands.”
She walks over, and when she grabs the tape from my hand, it feels like a bolt of lightning shoots through me. I guide her through the process of taping me up, and when she finishes both hands, I look back up at her.
She’s normally about a foot shorter than me, but since I’m sitting on the arm of the chair, we’re at eye level. When I look at her, she has this look in her eyes telling me she wants me. On top of that, the way she’s biting down on her bottom lip is driving me insane. I lift my hand up, freeing her lip from her teeth with my thumb, and then gently drag my thumb across her lip. Moving my hand around to the back of her head, I thread my fingers through her silky hair.
She lowers her head, resting her forehead against mine. I put my other hand on her hip and pull her closer to me, causing her breathing to speed up. When I press my lips against hers, she lets out a small moan, and the last bit of control I had been holding onto disappears. I lift her so she’s now straddling me and she wraps her hands around my neck. I’m so engrossed in her, it’s like even though I have her now it still isn’t enough.
A loud banging on the door makes us jump. “Come on, lover boy! You’re up!”
I let out a groan. “I’m gonna kill him.” She laughs and I lower her back down to the floor. I grab the bottom of my shirt and lift it over my head. “Will you hold this for me?” I ask as I hand her the shirt. When I notice the look in her eye, I’m tempted to just say screw the fight and take her home with me. “You keep looking at me like that and I will never make it out there.” She smiles and I can see her cheeks start to turn red. I grab her hand and we make our way out to The Circle. Her grip on my hand tightens as we get closer. “You okay?”
“Yeah.”
I walk up to Paul as he turns to me and says, “Hey, it’s about time.”
I turn to Christen. “I want you to stay here. Don’t move from this spot, okay?”
“Okay. Good luck.” I can tell she’s nervous. I lean down, give her a quick kiss, and then face the crowd as Paul is finishing his speech.
Hopefully, I can keep an eye on her and still be able to win the fight.
Chapter Five
Christen
I’m still on edge from what happened a few minutes ago, and now, standing here watching him without his shirt on is definitely not helping. His opponent, Carlos, is nothing compared to Shawn. They are about the same height, but Shawn is definitely more built. The guy keeps throwing punches, but Shawn is moving so fast none