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She blinked and looked at the blue flame wreathing Feng, sprinted to him, and launched herself into the air. He caught her, fell with her, and they tumbled to a halt. Olly looked at him. “Are you distracted?”
He sighed and slowly shook his head. “Not yet.”
She wrapped her legs around him and bucked upward. She pinned him, and he was shocked. She grinned. “I used to be good at this. It works best if your opponent doesn’t know it’s coming.” She gave him a quick kiss.
His eyes widened and then narrowed. “I am redirecting my irritation to my very presumptuous mate.” He switched their grips and rolled her to her back with her arms pinned over her head in one of his hands. He dragged her dress up and stroked between her thighs.
She grumped. “I surprised you enough for a technical.”
He laughed. “Yes, but you neglected that we are in different weight classes, precious.”
She huffed, and he kissed her, then lifted her to his shoulder to carry her inside. She suspected that she was going to be pinned again.
Chapter Seven
The weeks flew by. Olly got her doctor, the wardrobe from the kimono shop, and a few surprises from Alita. Also, there were a few surprises from a fan club she didn’t know she had.
Olly spent a lot of time online, and when Ford came to the door, she was sweating and in her favourite workout gear.
“Oh, hey. Polly said you would be stopping by.” She smiled. “Come in.”
Ford came in with one of his alphas, who was looking her over. They took off their shoes and entered the living room. She got a tea tray and brought it out to them. “So, what can I do for you?”
Ford smiled. “Is your alpha here?”
“Benjiro is crushing smaller people out in the stable. The security camera in here will let him be included later.”
“Oh, okay. Well, there are some female fight sequences—I think you call them patterns—that I want depicted by an actual fighter. I know you are pregnant, so they are all non-contact. But given that you aren’t showing yet, I thought now would be a good time.”
She frowned. “I need details of what you want and how you want it presented.”
The alpha opened a tablet and played what had to be outtakes. A normally built woman was trying to do handstands, combat poses, and rapid spins. “So, this is a practice run, right?”
She stopped the video and sighed. “That is awkward, but she could get it if she practiced.”
“We don’t have time. I need a video to play behind an award show.” Ford sighed. “You are in amazing shape. Your look is perfect, and your face is stunning. So, will you?”
“Uh, I think so. I just have to run it past Benjiro. How long would it take? I can only do two days on and one day off, then two on again.”
“If I give you the choreography, we can probably get it all in one day.”
She beamed. “Sure. Send me clips or diagrams or a list or whatever. Even some stick figures are good.”
Ford smiled. “If you can execute the moves that were fumbled, we are good. Yemeen is here to confirm your size for your wardrobe.”
“Okay, when did you want to do this?”
Ford nodded. “Thursday.”
“Oh. Okay. Sure.” She felt something and smiled. “Benjiro is on his way in.”
Yemeen frowned. “The sumo wrestler?”
Benjiro walked around the corner in a kimono in his mountain form. “Olly, we have guests?”
“Ford and Yemeen. Ford’s about five months along, and be nice to him.” Olly walked up to him, and he put his arm around her. She leaned against him, and there was a lot of him to lean against. “Do you have to go out and play with the guys again tonight?”
He chuckled. “No. They are off to have their meal.”
