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I nod, shifting my gaze from the ring to Ty. “I’m assuming you have thirty days of drills planned out?”

His eyes have a hardness in them as they slide to me. “Our next fight is just over a month away, and I lost a whole month of training in the area I need it most. I’m not going to just wing it.”

I tip my head back with a large sigh. “Great. This should be a fucking blast.”

But I know he’s right. We’re all in hard-core training mode, because this next fight in Dallas could make or break our Legacy Fighting Alliance applications. It’s the last fight before the applications go in, and aside from it being a large and popular event, LFA officials will be there.

And when I think about where we are right now, I still can’t quite believe it. In just a few months, we could be in Vegas, fighting in the biggest developmental organization for MMA fighters. And what’s even more wild, is that the step after LFA is hopefully the Ultimate Fighting Championship.

I glance at Ty again as he stares at the ring, like he’s trying to hold back from jumping in there right now.

“Well,” I say, crossing my arms, “I guess even a Tiger’s punch could use some drills every now and then.”

His gaze slides to me and softens, ever so slightly.

I smile, turning to face him. “But you’ll definitely owe me a dick sucking.”

He sighs and turns away from me, walking towards the locker room.

I follow with a chuckle. “You act like that’s some sort of bother to you, but you came hard the other day when my dick was down your thro–”

“You may not be able to hit me right now, but there’s nothing stopping me from hitting you,” he says, glancing over his shoulder at me.

I smile widely, letting it morph into my ‘Ty smile’. The one I crafted just for him because I know he hates it, and it gets him all riled up.

He stops, turning to face me as his jaw tics.

“Oh, you want to hit me hard, don’t you…” I say, stepping closer to him. I tilt my head as I observe the fire in his eyes. “Am I getting under your skin? Ruffling your feathers? Getting you all hot and bother–”

His hand snaps out and grabs my jaw, as his dark eyes bore into mine with an intense heat. I suppress my smile as I stare back at him, letting him do what he needs to do.

His eyes flick between mine as he holds my jaw, tightening his grip to the point it’s almost painful. But I stay silent as I let him take what he craves.

Control. Dominance. Order.

Ty may have momentarily lost something that helps him maintain the control he needs in his life, but I can fill that need too.

Sure, I may have to cause the chaos first, but that’s a win-win for the both of us.

His eyes drop to my lips, and I swallow as my excitement builds once more. When his eyes lift and meet mine again, I smile against his hand as I take in the softness in them. And when he releases my jaw and turns away from me again, his own small smile tugs at his lips.

But I see it.

My fucking Tiger.

TWO

As I pull the gym door open, the anticipation grows to an overwhelming need. I am so fucking ready for this. Being sidelined for a month while I watched everyone else get ready for this next fight has been torture. And even though I was still able to grapple and work through drills on my own, it wasn’t enough. I’m behind, and I need to catch up.

“Hey, Ty,” Adão greets me with a big smile as I enter the gym.

“Hey.” I nod at him, my eyes immediately sweeping the training area.

“Big day, you excited?”

I bring my gaze back to Adão as he rolls his hand wraps and continues to smile at me.

Adjusting my bag on my shoulder, I give him a smile as well. “Yeah. I’m ready.”

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