Yield to Me: A Club Excelsior Novella by Sarah Castille

Author:Sarah Castille [Castille, Sarah]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Literature & Fiction, Contemporary, Sports, Romance
ISBN: 9780993816802
Amazon: B00KLRBGIC
Publisher: Sarah Castille
Published: 2014-05-27T04:00:00+00:00

Chapter Seven

“Bastard!”

Jax grabbed a towel and wiped himself down as Marcy stalked across the mats, her shout echoing in the near-empty gym. Eyes glittering fever-bright, jaw tense, body trembling, she was breathtaking in her fury.

Don’t go there. Their nightly training sessions had become one erotic torture after the next. Rolling across the mat with Marcy’s sweet body tucked against him, wrapping himself around her and coaxing her to fight submission without giving in to his base desires had introduced a whole new level of hell for his self-control. He should never have let things go as far as they had. Talk about a major fucking disaster.

She pulled up short in front of him and drew in a ragged breath, her fists clenching and unclenching by her sides. Jax’s skin prickled. Except for the brief time they’d been intimate, he’d never seen Marcy anything but calm and controlled and maybe just a bit flustered. This was a different Marcy. Marcy in full armor.

“You told him I wasn’t ready,” she spat out. “If I don’t fight in the ROC event, I won’t have a shot at the state championship.”

His stomach tightened. Damn Reid. Their conversation was meant to be confidential, at least until he’d had a discussion with Marcy. But Reid was up against a deadline and hadn’t given him a choice.

Still, it didn’t change the facts, and he had never been one to dance around an issue.

“I’m sorry, but I couldn’t lie to him. And he’s worried you’ll wind up in the hospital again. He didn’t want to risk your safety.” Neither did he, especially not now.

Her nostrils flared. “You’re supposed to tell me first. Let me explain or fix things. Update me on my progress. I could have worked harder, trained more…”

He held up his hands, palms forward. “It doesn’t work like that, Marcy. There’s nothing else you could do. It’s a process.”

“A process.” Bitterness tinged her words. “That’s what our training has been? A process?”

The pain in her voice sliced through him with the accuracy of a surgeon’s blade. He knew exactly what she was saying. He could read between the lines. But he couldn’t give her the reassurance she so obviously needed. And he didn’t want to raise the concern that was keeping him up every night. He didn’t want to destroy her dreams, especially if he wasn’t one hundred percent certain he was right.

“Yes. It doesn’t happen at once.”

She bristled. “What about the other night? What was that? Did you fuck me because you felt guilty? Or out of pity because I’ll have to train another full year for a shot at the title? Was that your twisted way of saying sorry?”

His stomach clenched at the pain and anger in her voice. “I didn’t go looking for you the other night thinking things would turn out as they did. But you were already under my skin. I couldn’t stop thinking about you. And when I saw what you’d been hiding from me, it was too much. You’re impossible to resist.

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