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as he slams his foot into the mat. The ref hunches over them, and I’m thinking sexy beast on the floor is a goner. No way is he getting back up from the floor. Then his hips gyrate upward and he overtakes burly guy. He throws him forward, and as floor guy rises, everything inside of me shuts right the fuck down.
    No! It can’t be!
    “Holy shit!” Rayna gasps. “Is that Jax?”
    I can’t look at her, can’t utter a damn word. Shocked by the sight before me, all I can do is latch my fingers into the holes of the cage and try to pull myself closer. Is that really the polite and collected Jax Declan covered in tatts? Could that magnificent body, viciously attacking and kicking burly guy’s ass, belong to Jax? The same man, who just slammed his head into burly guy’s gut, picked him up, and then dropped him on the floor?
    Oh, fuck. I’m in trouble here. I thought the pie tease was a bit risky behavior for the mild-mannered Jax Declan but this. Shit, I mighta bit off a lot more than I can chomp on when it comes to this Jax Declan.
    Just as they call the fight because burly guy can’t get back off the floor, I hear Lurlene behind me say, “Oh, I get it. JZS. Jax, Zeke, and Slate, this has to be their bar. Right?”
    I spin around. Mouths dropped, Rayna and I both look at her. Rayna’s eyes flash to me. “No! They don’t own this place, do they,” she says. Still speechless from what I just witnessed, I stand with my mouth dropped open. “I knew their father was a boxer, but,” Rayna glances at the cage, and then hits me in the arm. “He’s leaving.” She whacks me again, and God knows I need that smack to knock me back into reality. “You gotta go after him and find out.”
    I turn, and looking larger than life, Jax’s huge form heads toward a door in the back of the room.
    “Go,” Lurlene says, pushing me, followed by Rayna swatting me in the ass, urging me on, too.
    I take a step. He pulls the door open, and the light in front of him casts all around his body. Then it swallows him up and takes him from me. He disappears as the door closes behind him.
     

CHAPTER FIVE

     
    I pull the door open to a long hall. Smack dab in the middle of it is a lithe and powerful animal, strength and beauty, an exquisite arrangement of muscles in a virile male body. My heart beats hard. I pick up my steps. My heels click on the hardwood floor. There’s no way he can’t hear me. Still, he just keeps strutting forward. Dammit.
    “Jax!” His feet come to a halt. His head turns and those dark eyes land hard on me, quivering every cell in my body. My heart gallops, and I think my feet might have, too. I make it to him in no time at all.
    His eyes take a real slow stroll down my tight cami, my skirt, and they pause a second at my heels. Then they flash back up, making my heart and hormones flutter that much more. “What are ya doing back here, Em?”
    I set my hands on my hips. Damn, I love when he calls me Em. “I think the bigger question is what the hell were you doing out there? You fight?”
    He turns around to face me, hands taped and balled at his sides, sweat glistening upon every muscle on his bare chest. “Sometimes,” he hefts his naked shoulder as if what I just saw out there was no big deal, just another day at the office. Hell, he was magnificent.
    “Do you own this place?”
    “Zeke, Slate, and me, yeah.” He brushes a hand over his already tousled short dark hair. “Look, I gotta take a shower,” he says, and I get the feeling he’s trying to get rid of me. But he’s not getting off that easily.
    I take a step closer. After watching what his beautiful body is capable of, closer is all I want to be. My eyes stroll down the hard slab of his belly, but I don’t make it to his feet. Instead, my momentary pause lands on his crotch. Then, from beneath the hoods of my lids, I peer up at him. “You want some company in the shower?”
    “Now, Emmie Rue,” his hand drops from his head, “you don’t