This Round for Love by Malia Mallory

Author:Malia Mallory [Mallory, Malia]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2015-04-09T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter 7

Darcy

I pushed open the heavy metal door. Eerie quiet greeted me. “Ford?” I stepped inside and the door slammed shut behind me. I heard nothing but the whoosh of air from the ventilation system.

I straightened my shoulders and headed toward the back. Two sparring rings were set up there. If Ford wasn’t here yet, I’d wait for him.

Out of the corner of my eye, I saw movement and I jumped. I let out a little scream as the outline of a man became clear in the shadows.

Ford bent over, laughing.

My eyes narrowed. “Ass. I nearly pissed myself.”

“Okay. I’m sorry. I don’t think those pants would stand up to that.” He pointed to my black yoga pants.

“What, these?” I wiggled my hips.

“Yeah, those. What’s your plan here? Diversion?”

“Are you saying I’m diverting?” I arched an eyebrow.

Ford looked me up and down. “Sports bra. Tight pants. Yeah. You’re diverting.”

“It’s a sports tank,” I protested. After all, my midriff was covered.

“Whatever. I can totally see your tits.”

I laughed. Ford was so…Ford. I didn’t have another word for it. “Are you ready to go, slugger?”

“I’m not going to slug you, and that’s baseball.”

“Okay. Whatever. Are you going to show me your stuff?” I bounced from foot to foot.

“Yeah. Yeah. I bought you gloves.”

“You did?” I hadn’t even considered equipment.

“Yeah.”

“That’s so romantic. Better than flowers.”

The creep of an embarrassed flush stole up Ford’s jaw as he led me toward the ring. “Here.” He pushed the gloves at me.

They were huge boxing gloves. “Ford, these aren’t MMA gloves.”

“Nope. I wanted more protection for your hands.”

I wanted to protest, but part of me was touched. I slipped my hands inside. They fit pretty well. I parted the ropes and stepped through, bounding into the center. I was excited as a kid going for ice cream. I doubted I’d make a dent in Ford, but it’d sure be fun to try.

“Okay now. I want you to listen to me. I don’t want to accidentally hurt you.”

I hooted. “You’re afraid I’ll get a lucky shot in.”

Ford rolled his eyes. “Yeah, right.”

“Hey! It could happen.”

“In an alternate universe.”

“We’ll see.” I was stronger than I looked, and I knew it.

“Yeah, we will. Okay, so you want to keep your guard up.”

“Guard up. Check.”

“This is serious.”

I nodded. “Absolutely. Serious.” I tried to hide my smile.

~ * ~ * ~

Darcy

Ford humored me for about ten minutes. He blocked most of my attempted punches but let a few land.

Finally, I ran at Ford and wrapped my arms around him in what I supposed might pass for a clinch if there was no referee to stop it. I ran my gloves over his ass. Probably not a legal move, but he had such a fine ass. I couldn’t feel it through the gloves, though. I desperately wanted to.

I let go and stepped back.

Ford grabbed me by the shoulders and buried his face between my breasts, licking the glistening skin.

“Hey! That’s not fair.”

“Nope, but it’s tasty.”

I punched him mid-chest with a hard right, but he didn’t even blink.

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