Adrian by V. Vaughn

Author:V. Vaughn [Vaughn, V.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Sugarloaf Press
Published: 2016-03-09T06:00:00+00:00

8

Aleck researched Noel and the company she represents to find they are indeed the real deal. It was decided he and Adrian would meet with Noel and her boss, Link Murphy, for more details. When they left this morning to see them in Boston, I went to the gym. I spent a little time with the De Rozier trainer for warriors, and he taught me some kickboxing drills to practice on a punching bag. At the time, I thought I’d never want to use them, but after the other night, I think I need to exercise all my options for releasing my physical urges.

I’m at the college gym since even though I no longer go to classes, I paid full tuition, and I might as well get something for it. I sigh as I stare at the long cylinder-shaped punching bag before me. A guy is working on one next to me while his friend in a red tank top holds it steady. The friend gives me the once-over, and I turn away from him to bounce on my toes in preparation. I throw an easy punch, and my fist barely smacks against the leather. The red-shirt guy ditches his friend and grabs my punching bag. “Want some help?”

I punch again with a bit more force. “I’m good, but thanks.”

I guess he didn’t really ask since he’s not moving. He says, “Nice form. Do you do this a lot?” I want to laugh at his obvious attempt at hitting on me, but the burn of my muscles as I move calls to me, and I ignore him as I speed up and hit harder. That’s it, Ginny. My bear is happy with the exercise, and I throw up a strong kick. The guy stumbles back a bit. “Whoa. Girl’s got moves.”

I scowl at him because he’s breaking my concentration. I say, “It might be time for you to leave me alone now.”

“Hey. Sorry. I’ll shut up.”

I glare at him. “Good.”

Any trouble I had with the concept of fighting is gone now, and I let my bear have her way with my human as we move with quick force. My combinations are simple but effective, and I notice red-shirt guy is straining to keep the bag steady for me. But he doesn’t let go, so I carry on. When I’m struggling to breathe, I stop. My chest heaves as I bend over to rest my hands on my thighs.

Red-shirt guy’s friend must have been watching, because he says, “Wow. Not bad for a--”

I glance up at him and give him credit for stopping before a sexist remark came out and say, “Nice catch, and thanks.”

The friend says, “I’m impressed too. I’d be happy to show you more moves if you want.”

He’s trying so hard, and I decide to let him go gently. “That’s nice of you to offer, but my boyfriend is already teaching me.” The guy nods and steps back. I add, “Thanks for your help today. I appreciate it.”

“Sure.” He turns and walks away with his friend.

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