Defensive Instructor by Debra Parmley

Author:Debra Parmley [Parmley, Debra]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Twisted Page Press, LLC
Published: 2018-08-06T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter 6

Today was the second day of their self-defense training, and Chyna found herself anticipating seeing Barrett again. She fussed with her hair and wished she hadn’t brought along such baggy T-shirts. Her clothes were comfortable and meant for working out or lounging. Her sweat pants had been too hot yesterday, so today she wore shorts. Saturday when they went to town, she’d buy more clothes. Eventually, she had to replace the clothes she’d lost in her house fire and get clothes she could work in once she found a new job. She’d find something pretty to wear on the ranch so Barrett wouldn’t think she was frumpy.

Though she wouldn’t have admitted this to anyone but a close friend or therapist, she had a full-blown crush on him. His height and strong muscles, face and grin, even his voice, all wrapped up in one package of hunky Green Beret, was irresistible. She’d better keep that to herself though, because Leah was trying to discourage her from seeing him that way. No, he wasn't like the policemen who’d come to the shelter. In fact, he wasn't like anyone she’d ever known.

Chyna hadn’t realized how much she was attracted to Barrett until she’d dreamed about him last night. Dreamed he was in front of her, doing those push-ups with his muscles bugling and making her think of what he’d look like having sex. She'd woken up aroused, and that hadn’t happened in a long time.

In the dream, he was looking into her eyes as she did planks across from him. Those eyes, so intent and intense, had seemed so real in the dream; she could close her eyes and see them now. And now here he was, entering through the door and saying good morning to everyone.

He looked even better today than he had yesterday. She wasn’t supposed to be going out with men and certainly not anyone on staff, which was one of the rules. But there was nothing in the rules that said she couldn’t dream or daydream about him. Good thing too, as she had no idea how to turn that off. Even his voice called to her.

But Chyna needed to pay attention now because he was talking.

“Good morning, everyone. Today, we’re going to do intention drills.” He held up a thick black knife, which appeared to be soft. “This is a Nok knife, used for training.” He handed it to Red. “Pass it around. I want each of you to hold it before we begin so you can see it’s harmless.”

The women passed the knife around, and then Chyna handed it back to him, their fingers barely brushing.

She looked down at her hand as if something was there, which made him glance too. He was aware of that soft brush of her skin but wasn’t going to let her distract him.

There was no time for attraction in this class, and it was not the place. They were going to stay on topic, and he’d do his job, nothing more.

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