Uncaged Love by JJ Knight

Author:JJ Knight [Knight, JJ]
Language: eng
Format: epub, mobi
Published: 2014-04-15T23:00:00+00:00

Chapter 9

Colt develops a schedule that I get to know like it’s my own. He and his trainer do weights late morning, then move to the addition. When he’s punching bags or skipping rope, the room is open for others to use. But the day the fighting cage is done, everything changes.

An accordion door goes into the gap between the weight room and the addition. The new guy, Brent, starts acting as security. When Colt goes in the cage, Brent stands in front of the door and keeps everybody out except me and Buster.

I feel privileged to go into the addition to straighten the weights while he’s in there.

Colt is inside the mesh cage, gloves on, hitting a pair of pads the trainer holds. I am mesmerized. His feet are bare, making patterns on the floor. He’s holding his hands near his neck, then suddenly—SMACK—he’s thrown a punch.

The trainer’s voice booms, echoing on the walls. I jump every time he barks out a new command.

I come around the side to double-check all the bags. Some of the chains are in knots where people have tried to move them around on their own. I drag a ladder over. Colt is wearing nothing but a pair of spandex shorts. His leg comes up in a high kick, the thigh muscle tight. It’s so graceful and strong that I let loose of the chain. A medium-sized bag drops to the floor with a thud.

Colt looks over. The trainer is pissed, his face screwed up in anger. “Get on out of here!” he shouts.

“I want her here,” Colt says.

The trainer turns back. “I say she goes.”

“I say you’re fucking fired.”

The trainer takes a deep breath. “You are such a goddamned diva.”

“Leave her alone. I want her to learn.”

At that, the trainer assesses me again. I jump off the ladder to lift the bag back into place. It’s heavy, something I could not have moved when I started two weeks ago. I slide the chain back into place and lock it down.

They resume the pattern of punches and kicks. I am relieved to be past the moment and vow not to look anymore if I can’t manage the bags.

Brent opens the accordion about a foot. “Yo, Colt! I got a girl who says you want her in here.”

Colt whirls around. “Nah. I’m not expecting anybody.”

But the door goes wide, and Brittany “The Bombshell” pops her blonde head through. “Now Colt, baby, that’s no way to treat your muse.”

I stiffen on my ladder. I want out of there right now.

Brittany flounces in. She’s got her black athletic bra on again, this time with stretchy shorts. Her legs are bare otherwise. “I hoped you’d be up for a little sparring.” She wraps a ponytail tie around the base of a braid. “I’m all ready.”

I definitely don’t want to be here for this. I try to slip down the ladder and along the wall without attracting attention.

Colt swings open the door to the cage. Brittany climbs the steps. She’s just run her hand across Colt’s abs when I make it to the front of the room.

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