Fighting the Fire by Laura Kaye

Author:Laura Kaye
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Laura Kaye

CHAPTER ELEVEN

The third of July was just five days away—six if you counted the rest of today. But since it was almost six o’clock, doing so made no real sense.

Bracing her gloved hands on her knees, Dani exhaled heavily and watched as her sweat dripped down on the mats. Between a busy shift and now training at WFC, she was kinda exhausted out of her mind.

That’s not why your head’s a mess and you know it.

Okay, fine. It was those five days being all that separated her from the anniversary. She wasn’t sure why, but it seemed to be weighing on her more than usual this year, as if it was something to be dreaded or like her body and mind’s restlessness were some sort of a premonition.

She looked across the circle they’d all formed around the tag-team grappling drill they were currently running and found Mo frowning at her, a question on his face. She could almost hear his deep voice asking, “You okay, D?” She gave him a nod and a small smile and forced herself to get her head back into the game. Literally.

Jesse and Jud were in the ring, both of them trying to dominate the other. This drill focused entirely on groundwork, forcing each of them to use their wrestling and grappling skills to achieve submission. A fighter’s turn ended only if they had to tap out or if they got close enough to the edge to tag in a teammate.

Jesse and Jud were total opposites—Jesse was more reserved where Jud was always chatting someone up. Jesse possessed the kind of cool and calculating demeanor you’d expect from a guy who defused bombs for a living, while Jud had an infectious, playful, and gregarious personality. And Jesse had dark hair and eyes, where Jud was more fair with sandy blond hair and striking dark blue eyes. But they were pretty evenly matched in the ring, which was why they’d been at it for almost five minutes and neither had been able to achieve a submission. And right now, they were both shit-talking up a storm.

“Come on, old man, you gonna make a move?” Jesse taunted.

“You’re only two fucking years younger than me, asshole,” Jud said in a southern accent that made Dani picture the cowboy hat he sometimes wore. “Plus, I’m a lot fucking prettier.” Laughter, cheers, and jeers filled the room. Jesse didn’t still work on Jud’s and Tara’s commercial diving team, but the men’s friendship obviously remained strong despite Jesse’s jump over to the DCPD.

“Come on Jesse,” Tara cheered, laughing when Jud threw her an exaggerated wounded look at her lack of support. Everyone laughed.

Everyone except Jesse, who used Jud’s distractedness to get a hold around his chest. They struggled for a long moment, and then Jesse flipped him over and went for a rear-naked choke. He couldn’t quite get it though, and they ended up in a series of attacks that brought them closer to where Dani stood just outside the circle. Jesse reached out a hand—tagging Dani in.

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