The Colonel's Man by Mina Carter J. William Mitchell

Author:Mina Carter, J. William Mitchell
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Romance, Science Fiction, Futuristic, Fantasy
Publisher: Summerhouse Publishing
Published: 2012-03-21T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter Seven

Arita swept into the gym with a spring in her step even though she was late. She was normally in the gym at five, but it was already pushing six and she still needed to work out.

“Good morning, gentlemen…and I do use that term loosely,” she chirped as she passed Drew and Jason slugging it out on the exercise mats. Jason smiled at her, taking his attention off Drew for the moment, which earned him a hard right to the jaw as his partner took advantage of his distraction.

She chuckled as he picked himself up off the mat. “Eyes on the prize, Scott, or you’ll be back down there.”

Crossing to the punch bag, she dropped her towel on the bench and started to pull on her gloves. Lightly padded over the knuckles, they protected her skin from grazes and cuts. She personally didn’t give a rat’s ass what her hands looked like, but the higher up’s got edgy when faced with evidence that she might actually…shock, horror…have to use violence occasionally. Something to do with humanity’s weirdness about women and combat. She’d never understood it.

Stepping up to the bag she rolled her shoulders and deliberately avoided the temptation to look over at Scott again. Stripped to the waist, all the satin skin and heavy muscle she wanted to explore with her fingers and lips was on display. She had to ignore it, or she’d think too much. And thinking too much brought her to last night, and the fact that her dreams were filled with being held in a strong, protective embrace. Her sheets had still held his warmth and scent this morning when she’d woken, tipping her off that her dream-visitor had been a little more substantial.

The bag had been re-stuffed since her last workout and she started with light jabs first before slipping into her groove. Soon she was throwing a flurry of strikes against the bag, quick and powerful and designed to overwhelm the target into submission.

“Damn lady, you’re gonna break that thing again.”

Arita paused her attacks long enough to glance at Jason who was taking a drink from a canteen. Drew was nowhere in sight, leaving the two of them alone. He capped the canteen and set it back down on a nearby bench as he wiped off his sweat with a towel.

Gorgeous, shirtless and sweaty…she started throwing punches again to avoid watching how his muscles rippled with his every movement. She wanted…fuck, she didn’t know what she wanted. Something she couldn’t have.

“Then they’ll have to replace it again. They’re used to it. We go through a lot of bags,” she said between punches, working her way around the bag to the other side. “You got nothing better to do than drip sweat on the floor?”

“What?” His brow furrowed as he looked down at his chest. “I’ve been working out for an hour.”

He tossed the towel over to the benches next to his duffel before he took place behind the bag and held it still for resistance.

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